A cup of hot tea
Wet footprints on the floor
In the April hea...
Just some thoughts. Stored here for eternity.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Sunday, April 13, 2014
With Time
The feeling will pass they say
Time heals, its the only way.
But what if I don't want to heal?
Layers upon layers to peel.
To think what was done and said
Lying at night alone in my bed.
Life passes me by every day
But I don't care and I won't say
Anything to anyone who might ask
I'll hide behind this perfect mask.
A tender smile will be my shield
While slowly still to sorrow, I yield....