This emptyness
Should be wholessness
But in fact its just lonliness
It's not something that I can receive
Its something that I can give
Instead of finding the good soil to plant that seed
Im looking for the wrong places like
Bars, drugs and weed
At the end when all the laughter and the happiness is gone
I just lay here in my bed singing that sad song
Thought I found that good soil.
The best place I can plant my seed
But the soil only sees my seed as another small rock that some fool is throwing water on it hoping it will grow.
Looks at me, laughing at this poor soul
Just like that the next morning I put on
A new shining hat that covers my bold spot
That's growing bigger and bigger
I wish for this soul to stop lingering
I wish for this seed to grow.
Shine some light
Grow tall even in the dark night.
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Author:
Eduanf (
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- Published: September 2nd, 2017 17:20
- Category: Sad
- Views: 16
Comments1
Sprout is a long process and takes a lot of energy, once you see the tip of the seedling, you see the hope of a plant.
Your seed will grow. It takes care and time.
Very good writing.
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