Not Better
Somebody said i am better than this
but the truth is i am not
laughter turns to misery with hints of agony
sleep with chance to never wake
the voice inside no longer answers my pleas
words are embroidered into a papyrus shawl
that hides me from apologetic sneers
living in the darkest lines
searching for the sadness
notes that release stolen tears
Searching for a sadness
that stops all feeling
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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