At the end of the day is another tomorrow
How time's run fast when your eyes is full of sorrow
Yet the wound still haven't healed from the past
And the pain it brings seems to last
Do you have a smile that I can borrow
For I run out and I need it for the morrow
The date of the birth is coming so fast
But the day of the end is out of grasp
Is it time to stop
For the time can't be
Is there a date chosen
Or will I be choosing
The life is mine but I don't want it
Like Snow when given a higher ranking
Can I give it to someone else
For she said she knows nothing
The one who wants it died fighting
I'll rebel just to be burn to ashes
As I am a dead child walking
In need to rest but forced by the living
YOU ARE READING
Flowing words
PoetryThe words flow through her mind But never in her mouth Fighting to be burst out loud Until it's forgotten and never to be found
