Friday, June 28, 2019

Windows

The window to my soul
Covered in shame and grief
Your prying eyes
Will never see
The death I wish to seek.

The darkness of that window
The wall I hide behind
Was built from years of sadness
My blood and tears defined.

No longer can I see beyond
That window made of pain
It took so long to build it
Here is where I'll stay.

cdl 06/28/2019 4:36 am

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