- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Sadness Of My Soul
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The sadness of my soul get's worse day by day.
With everyday I live it seems the more I have to pay.
Hope soon disappears and I'm left with only ache.
Life get's so damn hard and I feel like I could break.
Many have good luck in their lives and I just wonder why.
Bad luck loves to live in my house and makes me want to cry.
The darkness that surrounds me will never set me free.
While others feel the light I can only see.
I'm tired in so many ways but there's no rest in sight.
I have many years to go yet I feel I've lost this fight.
Some may call it destiny or some may call it fate.
You might say don't give up but I know it's too late.
BMR
( I am having one of those lives. I hope your not too.)
