Once upon a Sunday morning
Almost without warning...

Alone to laugh
Alone to smile...

Memories faded, faces blurred
I remember one thing...

There is a time just after the sun sets
when all are in bed, fear comes out to play...

Lost in thought
remembering faces...

I thought you would save me.
I thought you would notice my pain...

Quiet night settles around the lonely street
All along, homes tucked in quiet and warm...

Burdens that lay
heavy in air...

I wish I may,
I wish I might...

Sunshine without shadows is cause with no effect,
day without night is wrong but no right...

Who is this stanger i see everywhere?
Who is this beauty i often lust for...

** this was a tough one to write, about an abusive...
** another side note, i know that some of the poem...