When the day seems black and bold, just remember, your story is yet to be told. From the day you came among this earth, the voices in your mind start to converse. The days you live a happy life, the least you will come across strife. But if the day comes when you sleep, just know your soul will be at peace. But do not let your life be cut short, when you think it's time to abort. The rope of life can be cut, when your life comes to a rut. Sadness consumes your mind, and suddenly, all happiness is left behind. The voices scream to end it all, but you just have to remain tall. Keep the life you love to live, keep the time you have to give. Life is all the love you get, life is all the time you fret. When you sleep again tonight, just remember the morning light. For when you wake, the time will come, for when you live this life of one.
For Chaney
VOUS LISEZ
The Black Sky
PoesíaJust a poem to celebrate the death of my friend and to help people while writing.
