A Broken Dream
At the corner of these hollow ideas
Where you once sung
now lays a cemetery
filled with decayed melodies
Was I not good enough
to ride your wings
and fly away?
Was laziness
intelligent enough to steal you
in my crafted hands?
You were robbed
in daylight
and tossed to swim on air
Yesterday,
you were a candle
that was once ready
to light my tomorrow
Today,
you are a dark
that closes my doors
and covers my sight
Copyright © Poppie Mira | Year Posted 2012
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