Thursday, May 2, 2013

Of Different Tomorrows

Of Different Tomorrows
It is a weary eye that peers unto tomorrow
After days made famous by rain
With yesterdays filled with sorrow
Skies rain tears and dawn awakes to pain

In fields sowed with heartache and loss
Only crops of suffering are raised
I'd sell my soul for the bridge to cross
Into a world of love,free from haze