In the dark, on a sunny day,
The air was cold, inside the doorway,
On the freezing ground, my head I lay,
To see the light, of the sun's ray.
The blames I hear, for not my mistake,
My efforts I saw, you crushed them, In vain!
Why didn't I relax, all those days?
I blamed myself, again and again.
Was it your pride, that ruined my day?
Or was it your need, to ruin my stay,
The stay, of course it's short, today I'll say,
I promise I won't run, I'll fly high up and away.
This life is short, can I call you a friend?
The time runs fast, on a path filled with bends,
I do feel dizzy, but every town I'll attend,
Cause only on the one above, I depend.
I believe you'll understand,
At least when it's too late,
I'll forget you exists,
Cause though you can, I can't wait.
With the ink of my eyes,
On a petal of my heart,
I'll write it down, I'll keep it safe,
Or maybe it's better, to post them all,
To heaven's golden gate.
-Debra R. N. Ludwick-
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