Hours feel like days,
Months feel like years,
All this time crying tears.
To sleep is too escape,
I dream when im awake,
Resting is not peaceful,
Life is all but dull.
Wishing is time wasting,
Searching becomes tracing,
Hopes turn hopeless,
Souls to soulless.
Time never ends,
Until the day I do,
Only then will I,
Forget about you.
Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 8:56 AM UTC
Hours feel like days,
Months feel like years,
All this time crying tears.
To sleep is too escape,
I dream when im awake,
Resting is not peaceful,
Life is all but dull.
Wishing is time wasting,
Searching becomes tracing,
Hopes turn hopeless,
Souls to soulless.
Time never ends,
Until the day I do,
Only then will I,
Forget about you.
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