I saw myself in a room crying all night long
Thinking 'bout the wreckage where it all went wrong
Failures lining up like shadows on a wall
Problems weighing heavy yeah they're never small
I looked at him with a smile softer than a breeze
His tears were flowing rivers begging for release
Tried to find the words to wash away the doubt
Lift his weary spirit push the darkness out
Don't give up the fight when the nights are long
Hold on to the light where your heart belongs
Every storm will pass just like a fleeting song
Don't give up your dreams where you’re strong
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Author:
Quaint (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This piece was written year 2022 during the pandemic. I found hope in writing for myself and for the people who need encouragement. Cheer up!
- Category: Sad
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