Am I alone here,
Left with abandoned thoughts
In a graveyard lined with beds
All named ‘slaughtered hope’?
The sky dims and my mind blackens,
Reminding me,
Tonight will end just like the last,
Leaving me with questions
Always unanswered.
a.l.c
pouringtruth 
We can answer our own questions if we know the road through the woods. But there is no signage.
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It’s true, It’s all up to us 🙂
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Sometimes..yes! 😊
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Great poem!!! Loved your last lines so much!! – Tonight will end just like the last,
Leaving me with questions
Always unanswered.
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“Tonight ending just like the last…” Exactly my thoughts before I went to bed yesterday. But buddy, it wasn’t so bad always, right? So there is a chance that it will change again, this time for the better! 🙂
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