There always comes the lone moments
After we might have retire from the day's heist
And everyone to the safety of their tents
When silence grips the mind
And the soul seem to reminisce the times
A time when you deal with your inner demons
Alone with yourself buried in thoughts
With scenes flashing in your brain in bright colors
Moment when no one's got you but you
When nothing dawns on you but the truth
Sometimes the memories make us sad
Other times the funny part makes us laugh
Life ain't all a bed of roses
It gives you good and bad in proportionate doses
Feb 23, 2021
Feb 23, 2021 at 8:55 PM UTC
There always comes the lone moments
After we might have retire from the day's heist
And everyone to the safety of their tents
When silence grips the mind
And the soul seem to reminisce the times
A time when you deal with your inner demons
Alone with yourself buried in thoughts
With scenes flashing in your brain in bright colors
Moment when no one's got you but you
When nothing dawns on you but the truth
Sometimes the memories make us sad
Other times the funny part makes us laugh
Life ain't all a bed of roses
It gives you good and bad in proportionate doses
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