Thursday, April 28, 2011

Bad Days

Everything good,
turned bad.
Everything happy,
turned sad.

The sky sparkles blue,
the sun, warms my skin,

Another love for a stranger,
another heart, prepares to break.

Locked away, my soul,
continues to weep.

My loneliness, lies deep,
impossible to reach, comfort, fix.
My dream remains undone, broken, empty.

So I sit here,
tears in my eyes,
and yet still,

Maybe one day,
my dream will dwell,
one day..


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