this poem, like many of mine, is written in my darkess hours, hours of depression.


my light

I have been waiting,
Searching far and wide.
Looking for your love,
Washed away like a tide.

I have been hoping,
You will come back.
Your love and soul,
Is something I lack?

So I can live,
You are my light.
Now I have been left,
With the blackness of night.




Poetry by amy-leigh
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Written on 2006-07-28 at 02:25

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