Picture of the day #3
Ice floating on the wind
Pushing against composure
Living only to fend
Simply, avoid the hunger
Protecting what remains
A barely living sacrifice
For what is left to gain
Is beyond these old eyes
Living day to day
Pretending all is fine
Can help still be delayed?
Please, give me a sign
Reassure you’re on your way
Bitterness settles in
Etching itself inside
Said you’d come, but when?
Fake, facade, lies
Only I can wait
Only I can bide my time
I’ll accept the fate
This will always be mine
No comments:
Post a Comment