Light of Day

without clouds over my head
and everything packed away
there is a lot of nothing to be done
as I bask in this warm sun

in the light of day
as the darkness fades
the loudest words it seems
are the ones that don't get said

you can scream them from the mountains
or whisper it in the night
when you're laying all alone
and wondering where it all went
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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