Day: 23 January 2020

Going through the motions, But is there more to life? I’d never stopped to question, ‘Till it kept me up at night. My head was full of questions Like it’d never been before. How I’d lived without the answers Was a mystery, I’m sure! Where

What is this place, Of sorrow, pain, Grief, disbelief? Where tears are my constant companion, At every thought, memory, At every little reminder. What is this place? Where others lives go on But mine has been turned upside down. Where I have to be so