Sunday, April 13

Now I rest my head from
Such an endess dreary time
A time of hopes & happiness
That had you on my mind
Those days are gone & now it seems
As if I'll get some rest
But now & then I'll see you again
And if it puts my heart to the test
So when are all my troubles going to end?
To this day I'm asking why
I still think about you
As the days go on I wonder
Will this ever end?