Outside he appeared to be jolly
Inside he was feeling hollow, empty
He could feel something creeping in his mind
It was dark, cruel, tempting, and unkind
He tried to ward it off, tried to fight it
But on days when he was awake and alone, he contemplated on it
Don’t think him too weak, it was a battle no one could see
It took over him so his life he took a finality
He bowed his head and there himself he hanged
The darkness he could no longer withstand
Forever
I hear it often
I see it less
It’s all a lie
I hope to fall in love someday
To someone who I can talk about everything
To someone I can trust
To someone who can love me for a lifetime
To someone who will only love me more
There are a million ways in this world
To say you care
To show your love
To be someone’s hero
To know you are blessed
But for the many reasons I can’t tell
Why there’s one reason you and I fell apart
I take a deep breath and I start again
Today is another day to fill
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like
To have the simple life
Sometimes I wish for it
Maybe someday soon
I took the cup
And drank a day old coffee
Its bitter taste filled my mouth but I spit it out not
I took it in
I drank it all
And I learned a bit about life
From that day old coffee
I knew, I too
I wondered and pondered
I loved, fell but got back aboved
I stopped and went, almost got broken and bent
But I went on as did the world
I said goodbye to yesterday
Tomorrow is another day
I’ll make it through another day
I’ll go get it and do it my way
And so I’m glad I have today
To lift the spirit and start the day right
I turn on the music then I feel alright.
Music gives meaning, gives life
Melts all the struggles and the strife.
And so I let the music engulf me
There was a time when the world was still
and so was my heart.
I wonder where it went?
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
The single speaks her mind
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Poetry, story and real life.
Fiction & Poetry Journal of T. Wong
