Never would have I imagined
That life would be so desolating.
Today, I feel somber and not wanting to begin
All the goodness in the bad, I feel not resonating.
Shuddering violently inside me, rapture fervor
Is there a way to turn it all around again?
Make your way to me, moment to savor.
If I may to seek goodness in what bears pain,
I would be silenced and make a fool of this world
For when I stray my eyes toward you, I disdain.
Too much has been given, nothing left of me to mould.
For when you come and you go,
You leave me with questions I need to know.
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