When my day ends,
And the moonlight has lit up the sky—
I want no silent cries in a night filled with gloom.
I want you to let me go and I won't take in a lie.
Miss me mate, but not for long.
I want to again see you glow,
Don't forget the good times we spent.
Miss me honey, but let me go.
This is a journey we all go by,
I'll leave a little early, and learn to fly.
You'll be lonely I know, and sick at heart.
But don't let this feeling rip you apart.
And in the end it's all a game.
I know I must take all the blame.
Do laugh at things we used to do.
Miss me honey, but let me go
—Scar
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The Storm Within
PoetryThe Storm Within is the reflection of my inner mind. It is an escape from the realm of the living to the realm of feelings. It is a compilation of the chaos that silences the storms in my heart.
