Days With Pain Are Yet To Come

Days with pain are yet to come So as such the heart would bleed Over the hole life has made From which it’s been sprouted as seed And the emptiness would hammer hard On the broken and shattered heart. The past would whisper into the core of mind The future would fear with brines in eyes Over the silence that shout aloud Under the stillness of a dark cloud ‘return back’, as I’ll scream out With cycles of life, though the prayers are bound. As would I hug a vacuum tight And love it, caress it, with all delight Wait for it to reverse back love Kiss me, console me with a few word And the illusion would last no long Nightmares follow with the wake of dawn. And so I enter the door open With fearful eyes for what is to come And find it better to love in pure form Than in the form of flowers over a mourn So pace the life with love around You never know when pain’ll surround…