Searching for a good story, I waited too long to write…
I was naïve. In that unlit corridor, hope was never insight.
All the dirt and filth that I got inside,
Is a gift from the one who couldn’t lose his pride.
Every single moment I wished for a miracle,
Prayed for the tables to finally turn.
Slowly my dreams started to fade away instead,
With an aching heart & feeling of a deep burn.
They say every cloud has a silver lining,
Even without a moon, the night sky is always shining.
They forget that the sky can’t do it on its own…
Still need the stars to get the lights from.
The Sun is there somewhere in the sky, if you find the silver you are looking for…
But sometimes the night is just stormy and black,
There’s no Sun, no Moon, no Stars out the door!
Searching for a good story, I waited too long to write,
Forgot that something so dark, can never be called bright.
All the tears & hate that I got inside…
Is not leaving me now I know, I have already tried!
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