No sun ever shines for me.
All I have is deep black clouds.
The sun is hidden somewhere.
Hidden along way not be found.
In the bleakness of deppression.
In my darkest hour.
I can see hell and black.
The sky is always grey.
So miserable and full of gloom.
Every day full of gloom.
Full of gloom and doom.
My sun dont shine its hidden.
Hidden far away.
look deep within yourself.. and rediscover yourself. i'm hopin' one day yourpoems will begin to smile... a little sunshine. on days, i'm not feelin' tooo good. help me out. write me poem filled with sunshine. a poet should be able to write about a lot of things. help me out.
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Hey, I agree with Ronald. The sun may not be shining right now - but it's there. Maybe you're just looking in the wrong places. Smile, because there's always tomorrow.