Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, March 11, 2017

I feel the moment,
the sorrow inside
the darkness of life
without you by my

I feel the loneliness,
the script hell must write,
when a void is left behind
and is deeper with time.

I question the reasoning
for all the loss I've had,
but I find there is no answers
typed out on this keypad.

The days are long and dreary
though the sun indeed shines
as all I ever wanted was for
you to be forever mine.


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