The Days
As days and nights go by,My curiosity seems to die.I’m lost and unsure of what’s left,All I hear is the sound of regret’s heft. Every day, I cover the same distance,But all I see are strangers, their existence.I hope to find what I’m missing,But all I get is darkness, nothing’s kissing. I want to give up,But I can’t say to myself.Neither sun nor moon can I see,Hopeless dreams are my reality. I wish and pray…