The Bleed

crime-64067_640Everyday same as the one before,

They start to blur, no one at my door.

I am alone here, signing a song of one,

Where is my life, why can’t I see the sun?

 

I am never called out to participate,

Love soon turns into hate.

All I want is just to feel wanted,

Instead, my heart is haunted.

Thomas Spychalski

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