Morrow

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I sat there, in the dark

Yearning for a glimmer.

I buried my face,

In my hands and wept.

I waited for so long,

for this pain to cease,

But as the time passed,

It won over my glee,

Like a whited sepulcher.

"Enough, is enough"

My mind screamed.

I have endured more pain

Than I thought I ever could.

I've been betrayed,

Abandoned, left alone

To suffer for myself.

I'm strong than they

Think I am.

If I fall, I'll pick up

Myself.

I'll admire myself,

I'll adore myself,

More over,

I'll respect myself.

So let me gather

My broken pieces ,

Wipe away my tears,

And smile a little harder,

Harder than I have wept,

Because, morrow is more

Than just another day.




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