A black hole to the light that once filled the world

These nights are lonely reminders
This penguin is my only friend in the world
To it…. my secrets are passed and forgotten

Sometimes things come to an end
People change
Sometimes life exhibits a metamorphosis
but some hearts remain the same

Wallowing in a bed called self-pity
Tired to deal and tired to figure
the right turn of events

Emphasize what it means to be alive and real
There is not happiness without pain
and what is the purpose to it all?

Would it really matter if it ended today rather than tomorrow?
Is a another day not a waste?

Wish I knew
or maybe I’d spend that wish on one person
It’s only been a day
and I no longer wish to feel

No longer admire the sun
nor the moon
in this quarry of infinite gloom

It has become a prison to feeling
A black hole to the light that once filled the world

and so I hold this penguin tight
as a gentle reminder to the happiness
I once knew

A black hole to the light that once filled the world

blarbdenarp

Joined September 2011

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