And the same feeling hit again.
Year in year out,
the same day,
the same time.
A heavy heart,a lonely soul,a messy mind.
Wishing for something,someone,anything.
No hand to hold.
No words of affirmation.
Nothing,no one.
All alone.
Others celebrating while all I do is wonder.
' Happy new year ' sounds like a myth.
How can it be happy when all others have been sad?
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From Thoughts To Words
Şiira collection of words drawn from my thoughts,observations,conversations...
