The Days

We live our days, just usual routine
Every step is but the same
We search for a touch of hope within
But heart is hard to tame

Promises
Ever gone
Excuses
Never done
We leave this baggage behind
To feel ourselves alive
One more time

We wander forgotten ways
Those ones we’ve lost once
So deep it all stays
Until the moment is right

Nothing left within
It’s all burnt
Now there’s just a dream
Of that world
Unseen, untold, still hidden deep
Yet so fucking real
Just rise with me again with this feel

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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