Peace
Oh how I long for peace.
Just a promise whispered in the dark,
how could this be the thing to spark
my flame?
A sweet nothing that can't hold water,
so why does it alter
my thinking?
The past and present bitter flavors
and the future holds pain in sight
so why in the night
I dream of peace?
Nothing to kill my demons
nothing to save me
Oh how I wish for peace.
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thanks for all the support <3 it brings me just enough peace.
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PoetryInjurious words and time can turn happiness into a distant memory. -© k.k. 2013-