Black clouds,
like crowds,
enshroud
my heart
and head.
They stare,
not share
and tear
apart,
instead
Enough
rebuff;
too tough,
Just let
me be!
Goodbye,
don’t cry
but try
to set
me free.
And when,
my friend,
the end
is here
and gone
With mute
salute,
refute
a tear;
be strong!
Comments
celticman | January 3, 2011 - 18:27
sounds like one of they all fashioned hymns. Stick a bit of music in Chris and you're away! Well done.
threeleafshamrock | January 8, 2011 - 02:52
Hahaha, thanks Cman ;)