12 months

2013

With the slowest blink of an eye,
January's come and December's gone
Wow, it's been long

Stuck in a lane where all I could feel was pain
To free fall dreaming and screaming
Thankfully, I'm still breathing

Like most stories there's always light at the end of the tunnel
and fortunately for me, I've been gifted with the brightest star of all
It seems like your eyes, has washed away the pain and the lies

Reviews

[Mrs H]

Very nice. And I'm so excited to be able to teach you concord through this poem - find it and tell me!!!