sâmbătă, 30 mai 2009

when the sun dies..




this is a poem for those
who know what it is like
to sit up all through the night
with pain worse than living lonely..
like you're the only one alive..

running in the wrong direction..
left to struggle against
this big cosmic joke we like to call "society"
to say hello to people you hate..
to pretend that you didn't cry last night...
to tell them to be strong when ..you're so weak..
to walk into the park and see those happy lovers..

i only wish to find my smile one day..

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