![]() |
Something I wrote three years ago. |
| A Glimpse of Beauty I struggle now like never before. A glimpse of beauty is now a closed door. I'm so distracted and life is a blur. I yearn for things to be as they were. My perception is illusion My reality gone wry. Things have changed and I don't know why. Quiet please! I need to ponder To sort my thoughts trying not to wander. You will only see the smile I wear. What's deep in my heart is mine alone to bear. |