My heart bleeds tonight.

I cry for a love not lost 

For a love faded 

For a hope discarded. 

I sleep tonight to the silence in my head

Even if I wanted to walk away

How can I with everything I have invested.

My skies are grey, my mornings are dull.

Love goes a little further than the color of my skin.

10 thoughts on “FOURTEEN DAYS OF LOVE #8

  1. May the morning bring blue skies to you
    May they appeal to the inner you
    May they bring restoration and smiles to you
    May you feel better than the yesterday you
    This is my simple wish to you.
    Yes, You!

    but poems are so hard! eh!

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