Nostaglic
One random night,sleepless nights,I stumbled upon a photo of my old self,wearing a different smile,different hair and same eyes only-they were happy I travelled to the past,nose diving deep in to the memories of how I used to be happy,when everyone around me seemed to be happy and I felt the pains in my chest there sadness came and I wished if only If only there was away to mend broken hearts I wouldn't bother to write sad poems,if only there was a rent-free inside my mind not to worry about the future,I would start writing about better days If only I could be happy without feeling guilty perhaps I could be the best It feels like am walking in endless tunnel hoping to see the light,having hopes that maybe I would see the light Sleep takes me,I wake numb..not sure if am ready for this new day
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