I turned to left, to look at my past
Those soulful smiles didn't dare to last
I turned to the right, to look at my past
The darkness took over way too fastI turned to the skies in hope for light
Only to find the reflection of my plight
I turned to the rivers to wash away the weakness
Only to find myself in a deeper messI stretched out my hand
For someone to hold
For someone to warm
When the world gets cold
For someone who reads
The story untoldI turned to myself and let the tale unfold
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Nighthawk
PoésieNighthawk - A Collection of Poetry Unexpected thoughts which struck me at the dead of night when moonlight crept in through my window and the inky blue sky was embedded with thousands of stars twinkling away... Highest Rankings #1 - trustyourself #2...