Monday, April 15, 2013

Some weeks are just so hard

Some weeks are just so hard,
the gutters lined with tears,
and dusted grief lies dead like leaves;
as sadness slowly breathes.

You know that it will pass in time,
that all will then be healed,
but in the holding moments,
it simply hurts to feel.

Some things are simply sad and bleak,
there is no brightness found,
and falling into deep, dark realms
leads on beyond it all.

Sometimes it's just the way it is,
and nothing can be done,
but taking one day at a time,
until the days are gone.

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