This hidden past...

by Steven   Aug 10, 2006


Hail with pain
covering me with rain
i couldn't tell if
tears were my dreams
they were apart of me
this painful stillness
this hurtful illness
i fell to the floor
i couldn't pick up
i couldn't move
life seem quiet
only the sound
of rain pounding on me
i try to forget
i try to move forward
but my future is a blank
my past is a dream
nothing to do
but just cry
cry for her
and those painful
past...

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