How do you deal with rejection night after night?
You smile, with a brave front fight?
Will sleep come easy?
Will moist eyes, ever mean something?
You feel not enough of anything, beginning to count
Somewhere half the list you fall asleep
Waking to another beautiful day
Dreading the night, when you see the brightest.
1 comment:
i see you're as poetic and talented as ever...
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