Struggling to live for a purpose-I know not
Finding no joy in things supposed to be done
I live, I eat, I drink , I sleep, I talk...
I keep on moving in a never ending circle..
Where had I lost the dreams of my youth
Where had I left my smiles to celebrate
Words do no more supporting for my cheering
Words do no more healing for my throbbing
Like a bird with no more wings to fly
Like a tree with no more leaves to shed
I stand beside this time that is moving
I stand beside this life that is changing
Hoping for a new sunrise to come my way
Hoping for a new crack of dawn for me to live.
written with frustration depression...etc..etc....today afternoon...
1 comment:
The dawn has already arrived. You just need to open your eyes and look out. The more you close ur eyes and think its darkness, the brigness of a beautiful dawn will never reach you.. Boy... this is defenitely tipping the heights of frustration.. :-)
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