Deeper is the hole of nightcasting aside the sunlight
Why the days seem so real & bright
When filled with dreary dreams of night
I woke up today morning and felt death so close once more
What can I do to heal this devastating heart sore
No one to care, No one to smile
I wonder why its me everytime
Will he ever?
Will he ever try to shun the darkness around me?
Will he ever?
Will he ever try to LOVE me?
1 comment:
I liked this poem cause it is human and vunerable. Caught in the eternal quest of hope, well written. Infact all your poems were good, it was a pleasure browsing through them
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