The Dawn

Mon, 12/05/2016 - 00:54 -- Zoomba

If you knew what it was, to be inches from happiness. And steps above sadness. Existing alone.. Drill holes in your mind. Let it all creep outside.Day by day and night by night. Let it escape your body. And watch as the dawn breaks. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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