Grey Skies
Do my darkest days really bring forth light?
Where I barely see a future for myself anymore.
I just want to live without pain,
but everyday my heart is in strain,
more and more and more until suddenly it disappears.
Without my heart how can I live.
I need to fight for it because if I dont,
I'll just be stuck.
Stuck in a world that tries to present peace but demostrates the opposite.
So I ask is there really a future for me?
Is it my destiny to live in a heartless world loving all,
even thought they are incapable of loving me?
Will my dark days bring forth light,
upon my troubled soul,
or will it just bring more darkness?
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