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Daydreams
I am comprised of sorrow and guilt
I am all the things that are enough
To drive a soul insane
My bones are filled with worries
My eyes deep with regret
And my thoughts have always
Fancied the notion of death
Cold shoulders tell a tale
Of lies and a broken heart
Hiding in my daydreams
I hope one day I see your face again
I'd hold your weary hands
Kiss your darkest scars
And ask you if it's better
Wherever you are
I am all the things that are enough
To drive a soul insane
My bones are filled with worries
My eyes deep with regret
And my thoughts have always
Fancied the notion of death
Cold shoulders tell a tale
Of lies and a broken heart
Hiding in my daydreams
I hope one day I see your face again
I'd hold your weary hands
Kiss your darkest scars
And ask you if it's better
Wherever you are
Published 20th Jan 2018
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21st Jan 2018 1:16am
This is a beautiful poem
I really loved the lines
My bones are filled with worries
My eyes deep with regret.
Epic 😊
I really loved the lines
My bones are filled with worries
My eyes deep with regret.
Epic 😊
21st Jan 2018 1:56am
24th Jan 2018 5:46pm
Very heartfelt. Not many people see our very hearts or connected souls and many times it can be sad because they only see the outside and label from the surface. If only we could see through the first layer and see who the person really is then that’s what would truly matter
