Oh, its dark again,
And I, the only one, who remains.
Oh, its late at night,
And again I the one who mediates the fight.
Oh its the lonely time,
No friends no foes, only a shadow of mine.
Oh, its the shining star,
So near, yet so far.
And so I lie, in the bed of hope,
A hope to live just one more hope.
3 comments:
Sigh I don't even see hope...
I can so relate to this poem...you wrote my mind :)
like like! :)
@both ty...! :D
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