This is for my friend Erynh. I know better days will come my friend. We'll soon be free. Better days ahead.
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I shifted my eyes and made sure everything was real,
for all I carry is a scar not even time could heal.
Everything I did, he didn't even feel,
as I glance at him, grabbing every chance I could steal.
I wish for better chances and better dreams,
I wish to smile a lot,
that's all it seemed.
But would such things come?
or would I hold on to little moments where I could smile and pretend some?
Better ways, a better place,
for me to spend the rest of my remaining life,
without pain nor grimace.
Where in I could make everyone happy,
even if my past phantoms weren't that jolly.
I wish for better days to come,
where I could breathe better and treasure one.
Treasure a soul who wouldn't leave me hanging,
the one who'll stop all my miseries and end the weeping.
Better days to come,
all I ever wanted was some.
Even just a taste of bliss,
a blessing I wouldn't dare miss.
I wish for better days,
where in I can smile a lot and be the usual me,
I wish for such because 'twas all I wanted to be.
Better days, meant better ways,
a world where I'll silently watch,
them looking for me, forever they'll chase.
I wish for better days to come,
as I look for happiness and my little melody I could freely hum.
I wish for better days nevertheless,
And live with such worth with nobody to hurt me nonetheless.
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PoetryIt was then she said: "Words fed, scathed, brought my soul together; and it would be preposterous if I'd get to feel all these sensations alone, so I am giving you a part of my suffering, a fragment of my universe, a debris of myself. Through these...
