Days Like These

Days Like These

 

Days like these make you 

ache for the Past.

 

They make you wish Happy Moments

 in life could last.

 

Moments filled with 

laughter

and 

dancing

and 

music

and allure.

 

Now you only long to

go back to before.

 

Before the

arguments

and 

fights

consumed with

Bitter Tears.

 

Back to the days when 

your Pain was only 

your fear.

 

Fear of 

losing control.

 

Fear of

coming undone.

 

Fear of 

breaking their hearts.

 

Fear of 

hurting someone.

 

Days like these 

abandon all Hope.

 

They make the air feel heavy

as you start to choke.

 

Choking on 

thoughts

and 

words

and

love 

left unsaid.

 

Cold underground,

left for dead.

 

Dead 

Sparkles in Eyes

and

Kisses on Cheeks.

 

Dead 

Smiles in Snow

and 

Dances in Streets.

 

Streets 

covered in rain

and the

glow of night.

 

Streets 

to new lives,

reflecting the Light.

 

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This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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