This Is The Day
This is the day
When hopes falls off in the distance and dreams seem too far away
I lay here thinking....imagining
If my life was different what would be happening
Would my pain be the same
Would there be sunshine....no rain
Somewhere under the agony is my beating heart
Somewhere beneath it all....my soul is falling apart
There I lay contemplating
To live my life without demonstrating
Why I hurt, why I cry
Why I run....why I hide
This is the day
When memories mean nothing and tomorrow is already gone away
Here I lay worried
Living life...hurried
Somewhere beneath it all I'm still searching
Somewhere beneath it all I'm still hurting
Here I still lay
Thinking......this is the day!
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Comments
Morris,
Trust me this is the day but only for you to add another jewel to that treasure trove you have been collecting for so long and this one just as the rest, have been cut with many faucets...Powerful lines, borrowed from the jewelers, box of Gems....
Why I hurt, why I cry
Why I run....why I hide
This is the day
When memories mean nothing and tomorrow is already gone away
Here I lay worried
Living life...hurried
Work your magic Morris, your is serum is potent as always
Jimmy
a great poem man!
Jim and Keith thank you...
It's all good....Morris
lovely write Morris congrats x