A Chill
Now I walk in the night of day. I have nothing left to say. I feel the chill from the sun. From the start I was already done. In life I see only death. Of luck I have nothing left. Love is a goal no one can reach. Peace is a lesson no one can teach. Water leaves my mouth feeling dry. The answers seem to only leave me asking "why?" The flame of the candle leaves the darkness thicker. The cures in the world only make me sicker. The stars are small and fragile. I feel the chill of the night during day all this while. Written April 11th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 03:38 AM PST, Francis Figueroa 10 • 0
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"Now I walk in the night of day...."