Thursday, September 25, 2014

poetry writen for writing club

Sometimes it seems,

It is just but a dream,

When I was accepted,

And my heart was with me,

It seems like yesterday,

When I was true and happy,

And I bathed in the water of purity,

When my heart was still in me,

I walk through this valley,

Alone with only me,

So I  focus on the future,

And get ready each night,

For a trip to the place,

Where I will find life,

And where my heart is in me,

So tonight I walk,

This road of broken dreams,

Hoping it will get me to,

The heart in me.

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