The Darkest Moment
The world is bleak the world is dark
There is no spark left in my life
A worthless journey with worthless goals
Made up with years of empty holes
There is no future there is no gain
Just a life so filled with pain
Treasured things so out of reach
Were never meant for me to keep
I had so wished to find a love
That moulded just like hand and glove
I always gave an inch or two
To keep a love that felt so true
So much to give, so much to share
With one that cared enough to care
I have no wish to struggle on
The war is over the world has won
©Elisabeth Dubois – 2012
Copyright © Elisabeth Dubois | Year Posted 2012
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