Dark Days
I sit here alone on the darkest of days
Trying to find you through the mist and haze
While trying to find myself but cant seem to do it
But you are here helping me through it
You helped me put down the knife
Thus ending a seemingly endless strife
I think about how much you care
And break your heart i wouldn't dare
I wonder how long this will go on
Because in this world I'm merely a pawn
A pawn to this game of chess
And life's meaning becomes less and less
Copyright © Damon Marchuk | Year Posted 2012
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