Grey Future

by Genna   Jun 14, 2007


Staring at the ceiling
Is all I lately do
Mind running around
With hurtful thoughts of you

Got so use to thinking
Of what the future might bring
Hardly ever blinking
This sad song of life I sing

Love fades away
With the time spent apart
Doubt loves to play
With a tortured souls heart

My future seems grey
And turns darker every minute
How did we get this way
How did we wind up in it?

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  • 17 years ago

    by *Charisma*

    "Doubt loves to play
    With a tortured souls heart"

    GREAT LINES!!!! Amazing wording! This poem was just perfect. I mean...okay...we all see to many poems with the same old message and the same ways of describing heartache so it was nice to see this well-flowing, and rhyming poem with neat imagery!
    Charisma*

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