Said Sadly
Futile Plains
the moment grips me
till my thoughts lie
motionless around my feet
like blades of regret
waiting
for the rain that will never have come
leaving dry these tears
my everything
from which hope grows
sometimes
and shouldn't i know by now
these dark clouds
empty promises barren for me
as i wait
for the rain
that will never have come
leaving dry these tears
my everything
from which hope grows
sometimes
From Letras Mania