Pray one more day
That I won't waste away
Let the questions arise
To unleash some dreadful surprise:
Why do I cry?
When my heart has no eye
Pain is a way
My days all disarrayed
Yes, I can feel
My emotions, so real
As if my life,
Harshly carved by a knife
In a day, much like this
Is really an oceanic abyss
Although My tears subside
Memories are never set aside
For it’s left me enslaved
To the way I’ve behaved
Love entangled
Makes everyone mangled
Sure, hearts can mend
But how long can one bend
For one is not sure
Unless truth is so secure
But until one is certain
What a big wasteful burden
By: Victoria S. Rios-Rivas
~V.S.R.R.
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