Days are bright, but I see grey
Nights are quiet, yet awake I lay
Not alone yet lonely, a state of dismay
Who shall keep my soul awake?
A homeless man with a home,
A soul of colors but no one to show
An empty castle, a cold glass throne
An endless summer full of snow.
Someone to warm this lifeless heart
Someone so close, yet far apart
I keep the flame burning,
Beckoning that which I am searching.
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Author:
Struggler (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 24th, 2024 03:11
- Category: Reflection
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