Aboundment celebration

As long as we celebrate our aboundment, loneliness will cover the horizon with the shadows of our past mistakes. 
Grief fills the soul, Smile drowning in the sea of ​​life, And finally determination sail broken aginest the waves of vanity, 
The lighthouses remaining flare... Fixed, cold, hide its suffering like the sea rocks. Whose waters the waves.
A sinking boat asking the horizon.. Is sadness an ambitions, shouldn't you come to bury me, what was the journey cost for in shadows the destination have been lost.