15.4.13 Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

15.4.13

At the bottom of misery’s ocean

Is a soul manic to its core

Pride that lingers the wreck

Doesn’t bring it back life

The closest we ever get

Is that we forget

The invisible boundaries if not touched

Will never be found

The only reason that keeps you around are roses that bloom right out of graves.

Maybe our wishes are mightier than us

But maybe the stars are all fallen

Maybe our wishes reach out for the sky

But God You’re higher than the canopy

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