The Unwritten Chapter

With every moment that passes
Another page in the book of life is written
From the pen you grip
You ink the sheets of wood
Trials, tribulations
Successes, accomplishments
Loves gained, loves lost
Your chapters follow life's wanderings
Yet some pages were left empty
Filling those pages would have finished the chapter
But it is that chapter which is unfulfilled
It is that book that will never be complete
And the ink from the pen you grip has dried