Time, come to me.

Time, come to me.

A Poem by abril

When will I ever
have a chance
to have a good night's sleep?
A sleep where I don't have to worry
about anything,
anything that would happen in the morning

I want all my sorrows
and pains
and bad memories
just to go away.
Can't that happen?
when will it happen?
will it ever happen?

© 2022 abril


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The last verse reflects the plight of many. We just want our sorrows and pains and bad memories to go away. Sometimes, though, the best way to achieve that end is to make friends with them.

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Added on October 21, 2022
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abril
abril

Philippines



About
I like coffee, animals, playing sims whenever I have a free time, watching horror on Sunday nights, and maybe serial killer documentaries too. And im a hopeless romantic lunatic. more..

Writing
One of a kind. One of a kind.

A Poem by abril


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A Poem by abril