The greatest happiness
In the midst of sadness
Kept by a hinged lock
In a sealed box
Covered in ice cold sheath
Melted by a searing heat
It reminds,
rewinds and
retracts
It is the lost treasure
In the middle of the sea
Forging completeness
Faking chances
Ignoring everything
It was easier
Keeping it hidden
But maybe it escaped
By lost hope
Then it was seen remembered
And is shown shattered
Pain sparked
Igniting the dying amber
And filling the burning flames
But now
The flames are weaker
As the beat grows still
Of the heart...