Another Night
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Through a persistent time,
As the night had fade away,
Another day begun
But somehow slowly will turns back to grey,
In the silent throughout another day,
A willowed heart that is still,
Still trying to hide underneath the linen cloth,
Hiding away from its rigid pain,
At its own abundance fear,
Could there still even be any answers,
To those questions that are still uncertain?
As the brightest light shines from the sky above,
When would the darkness be there once again?
When will the time be 12 at night as the world,
The world be at its peace again,
Not living another life with a solemn heart,
A solemn heart that tries to breathe again,
In the darkest night,
With only the dim light of the moon,
And stars that partly shines,
Could ever this withered heart ever have a chance,
A chance to live freely in a life,
A life with no abundance fear,
So questions still left unanswered ?
Could there ever be a chance for a withered heart,
To ever breathe in its own path,
Perhaps to ever smile again,
Even through with to much pain,
Pain that is hidden behind another smile ?
©Scarlet Storm 2020
