Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Friday, July 7, 2017

SORROW, TEARS AND COMFORT



Everything I touch fades away 
A dark cloud covering my dream 
The world I cannot find no more 
Where are the stars? 

Where are the things 
Which makes we smile? 
The wall is very high, I cannot climb 
I keep falling every time I try 

It is a miracle I survived 
But I cannot tell for how very long
I wish someone had told me earlier 

That the world is full of falling stars 

Dreams do not always come alive 
Maybe facing the storm 
Would make life a whole lot easier 
I would not journeyed a miserable life 

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