This is another poem that I wrote probably around two years ago.
What has life become?
A dreary existence filled with sadness…
Is this what the future holds?
No hope, and depression?
I’d like to believe that no…
Life won’t be filled with sadness
If we continue to have hope
Maybe things will look up
Be better
One Day
Life will be better
For now, we wallow in pity
Dreaming of a better life
We are dreamers
Waiting Patiently
For our happy endings.
And One Day
It will be all that we dreamed of
And more...
What do you guys think? :) Do you write any poetry?
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