My passion inaugurates my pain,
My pain, my burden to bear;
Stolen from me my happiness, my joy, my very sunshine
To suppress I dream
I dream of greater times,
Of kings and queens, of castles, of merry making
My eyes open to harsh words and cold stares
My slumber my vacation, my dream my friend
My friends see a cloak
They know not the demons which lie under
My sins unseen by the world
My very essence a lie
I wish to open my eyes to a better tomorrow
Yesterday holds pain
Today cries despair
Tomorrow creates horror
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Poetry - A collection of my finest poems
PoetryPlease I really want to become a published author so if you read leave a comment plz plz plz plz plz... and share it with any friend you think might enjoy it or reminds you of... Thanks once again for reading and remember if you like em why not fan...
