Misty Blue


Days are slow and hard
No bread for the weak and tired
Trust no longer manifest
Comfort has retired for the child inside


The light of day returns to night again
As an empty mind becomes cold
Wish it were gone to hell
So I’ll be in peace when I’m old


Bad dreams and fear of the future
Arrive as unwelcome guests
Robbing my mind of my heart
Never leaving me to rest


My horizon may be misty blue
But it’s demise draws ever more near
Echoes come of all the kind days
Causing joyless vision to disappear


Picture: Before The Dawn – andy89



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