When I awoke I knew something was wrong,
When I awoke there was no song.
When I awoke I felt a pain,
When I awoke I realized it was happening again.
These feelings that I feel,
Will they ever heal?
Or am I doomed to be in pain,
Can´t I enjoy laughter once again?
I remember all those yesterdays,
I remember living in a daze.
I remember how you looked at me,
I remember, and I want them to be.
But every now and then the earth shifts,
And with it my aching heart it lifts.
But I dream of everything being like before,
And I dream of having so much more.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Thursday, July 30, 2009
SOMETHING´S WRONG
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