My friends are like shadows on a cloudy day.

The efforts are like the rays of a sun.

The journey always ends the very same way.

So I find myself daily surrounded by no-one.

My love returned is like shadows on a cloudy day.

No matter the goal of my heart, I always get the same.

I’ve tried, I’ve dreamed, I’ve knelt down to pray.

Having no choice but to believe I’m the one to blame.

Yet the tears are like shadows on a cloudy day.

Frustration is seeping in though, that I must admit.

My hope for a bond is buried deeper every single day.

As this solitude is starting to feel like a bottomless pit.

About the Author Mr. Boza

The summer of 2019 was when I decided to no longer go through life holding my feelings, my thoughts, and my emotions contained within. I needed a change in life and since I made that decision, life has been so much more liberating. Nowadays my writing helps me express myself in a way that allows me to feel whatever it is that I'm thinking or feeling or even yearning for, pour out and not consume me from within. My work is simple to read, simple to understand, and hopefully is the type of writing that makes someone smile when they read it. Enjoy.

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