Blurb

This is what I get for sifting through one of my poetry files at 11:30 at night.

"Blurb"

My love burns brightly for one I cannot have
A life of pain is the one I lead
My tears are dried and so very far gone
If only I could shake the feelings of pity
He lights up the room with an innocent’s smile
In so dark a world he is a star

It nearly brought tears to my eyes. Yet another poem from my sophmore year in high school. Sometimes I get glimpses that remind me why that year is almost completely blocked from my memory. There are some things that the mind supresses that should be left supressed.

Music: Evanesence - Hello
Mood: Still Melancholy