We are but small pebbles, cast upon the edges of the world;

 Small things without souls, believing in a seamless existence 

Until we are swallowed by the tides and lost within the waves. 

We are fragments of silence, destined to remain

 Wherever we are thrown, drifting through a life that never truly was.

When the sea punished us with all its might, we were not there; 

And now, as the wind tears us apart, we are orphans wishing for non-existence. 

The gale blows with such cruelty it forbids us even the mercy of a shiver, 

Determined to push us into the chilling shroud of the deep waters.

Oh, dear little pebble…

 With all the love within me,

 I wanted to rescue every grain of sand; 

Yet they were condemned to be crushed beneath my very feet. 

Their fate found its end here, untouched by love, unknown to any heart.

 And now, there is only the meeting with the sea— A final surrender to the salt and the dark.

While the stars shimmered like jewels beneath the velvet sky, 

I longed to dissolve helplessly into the falling rain. 

For I knew I was neither a pebble nor a mere grain of dust; 

I was too vast to simply vanish,

 Yet too helpless to stand against the crushing weight of the wind.

I drew the clean air into my lungs, feigning a sudden calm; 

As if the blood in my veins were not boiling like molten lava.

 I surrendered my thoughts to the wind, letting them scatter like ash,

 Forcing myself to take one more deep, labored breath.

I knew he was there, his gaze anchored upon me.

 I wanted to drag my body toward him and scream "Why?" into the void,

 To seize him by the collar, or perhaps... perhaps to simply embrace him.

 But the certainty was a cold blade: he was nothing more than a shadow. 

He stood in a darkness too deep for me to reach, 

And while I feared the dark with a madness,

 I held a profound, terrifying reverence for the shadows.

The blood on my hands stained the pebbles, turning them crimson, 

Yet I remained invisible to the world; no one cared for my stain.

 The crowd swallowed me whole, drowning my soul in their noise, 

But he... he remained. Still watching me from the heart of the dark,

 Silent, steady, and eternal.