SAFE HAVEN.

[Kitosdad]

From out of my past my misery screams,
Even in my restless dreams.
Dreams of wanting, tales of woe,
Searching, never finding, somewhere safe to go.
For bridges burned means no return
Back to places for which I yearn.
For friends of old, each hand to clasp,
Before my final breath I gasp.

Lying in this lonely bed,
I often dream that I am dead.
Can I arise above this gloom
At last escape this choking room?
Will sunshine break-out through the clouds?
So once again I can laugh aloud,
And be the man I used to be
Home again with my family.

Kitos. (10 minutes.)
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[Mixmixi]

It was really sad. I like this part:

For bridges burned means no return
Back to places for which I yearn.
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