What?
Jan 16, 2023
A little sad poem
What is left for me, when the world goes dark?
Is there enough light inside of me to shine?
I do wonder one-thousand times and get no answer.
Still wondering what is the truth among all that.
Is all kind of hope really gone?
Are all the lights turned off?
I do wonder if they can hear me.
I do wonder if they can feel me.
I have walked a thousand miles,
Yet, I found nobody willing to help.
But I don’t care about that stuff,
I have myself, and that’s all that matters.
My heart still beats, and that’s all that matters.
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