“I suppose there are stranger ways
To talk about our mistakes
As if they are just poetical stains
Of red wine on a snow-white cloth.
You can call it a strange oath,
The forever contract I have with words,
But when everyone is out and about in the world,
Silence doesn’t turn to loneliness when I’m alone.
Tell me, does it scare you to be alone?
Does it weight too much, the silence of the world?
It takes courage, it’s true, isn’t that so,
To learn to be with your thoughts on your own?
But we all need to learn to cope
With the demons of our own soul;
By ignoring them, the problem won’t be solved,
So take a seat and listen to yourself for once.
Time will help for it goes on,
For the good or the bad, it always does,
And soon enough you’ll feel better
As long as you too keep going on and on and on…”
Ana
Wonderful, sis.!!!!! Love you.
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