Too much
When does it all
Gets too much to bear
The thought of yet another day
A second more seemingly difficult
Sorrows replaces any sort of joys
Temporary and altogether
Family, friends, loved ones equals nothing
Day by day, night after night
When does it all gets too much
Too much too little in total
Eyes closed then opened
Dark skies turns grey
Giving way to clearer and brighter ones
Speak...
Sunday 13th March 2016 7:15 pm
Oh Night
How beautiful and calm
Wind blowing ever so gently and sweet
Rubbing against my cheeks with so much comfort
Looking up above
Stars shinning ever so bright
Though a million miles above
Stil so near.
For a moment darkness feels friendly
With fear of the unknown
Knowing for sure in a moment
The break of dawn
You only last for a while
No ...
Sunday 7th February 2016 6:54 pm
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