It is a dark day,
a lonely day.
It is cold,
Even if the sun is shining bright.
It is cold because I’m alone,
Alone in a crowded full of people.
It is a dark day,
A lonely day,
It is a cold day.
The sun is blistering high in the sky.
It is mocking me,
I want to look up at the stare so close to me.
But can not because it will blind me.
I’m alone in a crowd full of people,
Cold and blinded by the sun.
Now with my tired, lifeless eyes,
It is a dark day.
It is a dark day,
A lonely day,
It is a cold day.
I’m alone in my sad,
Cold,
And dark world.
And then the light shines in.
Light.
Hope.
Redemption for looking at the sun.
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light shines in, light, hope. good poem thanks I invite you to read my poems and comment.