Monday, July 29, 2013

The Darkest Of Days

The Darkest Of Days

The withering pieces on the floor
Are fading memories of the one I adore
A vast ocean of guilt and misery
Longing for dreams that will never be
Hopeless and lost as I blindly stumble
Through every word you spoke, only a mumble
The seas no longer crest upon my shore
And my heart will know warmth nevermore
As cold as the day that you left me there
With broken dreams I could never share
My efforts were many and results so few
For the rest of my life I will dream of you
In the end I will pause at Heaven's gate
And ask the angels why I deserved this fate
As I walk across the clouds you'll know my pain
On the darkest of days some will think it is rain

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