I lay in bed alone, reminiscing of simpler times. Times where a smile was a measure of happiness and not of the deep sadness we so often find ourselves masking.
Simpler times where love was pure, where emotions were genuine ,and where happiness radiated through the clouds of sadness and pain.
Simpler times where my heart was unblemished by the cruel essence of
the world.
I’ve fallen astray, I’ve become lonely, and damaged
Caught in a constant storm of sadness and pain.
My tears are silent
But one thought remains loud; all the wisdom of pain, sadness, joy and love can’t prepare you for the fear of life and not of death.