One Month Of Sorrow

Without a fight, a turned off light

In the middle of the night, stung

And I can’t be mad, I saw it coming

An experiment, a what if fleeting.

A bus can’t go where I need to go

Somewhere brighter, not so cold

But hey this life so I’ll these scars be reminders

All we have is ourselves

Kissing one night next night in a room very confused

We lose.

One month of sorrow is enough to leave

True lovers existing is even harder to believe

Caution lights warned me but I continued unaware.

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