A secret hidden in every smile.
A pain kept deep inside.
A struggle of hope and faith,
left in the hands of destiny,
In time will unfold,
In time may reveal.
In time might be forgotten and left for real.
Those days ahead,
those days behind,
I'm still here waiting to be found.
YOU ARE READING
bluer than blue
PoesiaWritten to create art out of life's bullshit, through ups and downs and everything in between. excuse grammar errors these write ups aren't made for an A+ essay they're made to express, inspire & impress, not to depress.
