Alone in the room, with colors of sorrow painted across my face,
I walked into the wall of trust, trying to dive in the rivers of joy,
But that's going to be like touching a star, try to reach and keep up the pace,
But it's still too far, yet I'm trying oh boy,
I wish I had a hand of support,
Or maybe just a ray of light, to help me through the darkness,
All I do, is cry my heart out,
All I think is, I'm a mess,
I remember the days someone used to make sure I'm not a step behind,
When all I cared, was if I'm going to get the last piece of the cake,
Are those days so hard to find?
Gotta get back to the search, give my mind a shake,
Clear my mind, and still walk,
Following the glimpse of light, and ignore the darkness.
Colours of sorrows are painted in face during fearful appearances. Touching stars to reach up to peace matters a lot definitely. Fear is just like darkness and life should get light of happiness. Amazing! ..10
A fine piece. From darkness to light, the way is not too long if our attitude is positive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A motivating write. Thanks