there's a permanent sadness etched onto my face
a frown where a smile used to rest
a deep gash where my love used to glow
I'm tired now
but there is a spark in the darkness within
a light so dim
a glimmer of joy holding on
till the day
I'll glow again
YOU ARE READING
almost good poetry
PoetryAnother year another book of pain and love and hurt and anger and joy and fear
