Sunday, 20 September 2020

Calendar of Heartache

 

Cold winters and autumn rain

springtime

summer passed by again

a year in flames

a calendar of heartache remains

 

Felt like yesterday

we were standing on the precipice

of greatness

a chance at a life lived limitless

then it stopped

just as the clocks struck

and the fireworks soared

we took a step forward

and plummeted off

the summit left in the distance

way off in the clouds

the ground grew closer

the wind roared loud

 

We had it all, freedom to explore

chances galore

to make our lives so much more

then the world closed the door

slammed it shut in our faces

locked us in our cages

left us crying over

empty unwritten pages

 

Hope was real

it felt like the next year

was going to be the ideal

that only happiness could arise

that if we just took our places

then we would receive the prize

but then it was snatched

from right in front of our eyes

a year lost to the pages of history

faded into a blur of

hurt pain and misery

at hopes demise 


Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

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