Moving on...
My heart aches, but my eyes are dry
I have no tears, I wonder why
And there is a rush of memories from far and beyond
Of struggles which left me battered on the ground
I rose up after every fall but I was never the same again
I moved on and on through the pain
Wishing forever that things wouldn’t be the same
And then I dried my eyes only to find them never again cry
I vowed to try and try
And this is where I find myself a few years down the line
My heart aches, but my eyes are dry
I have no tears but I long to cry
2 comments:
this is an amazing poem.. did u pen them down!!!
Yes, I did... twenty minutes flat early in the morning on a not very good day... :-)
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