I scream,
I scream for the old lost days
I shout,
I shout for the child's lost dreams
I cry,
I cry for the lost hopes
Goodbye yesterday
Goodbye world
Goodbye inner me
This isn't a cry for help
This isn't a painful memory
This is a prayer for today's tomorrow
YOU ARE READING
A Never Ending Dream
PoetryThe loving kiss of death The cold touch of darkness Where is the hope I'm searching for? Your sweet little kisses Your gentle touch Ah, there it is... [Just a bunch of poems I wrote]
