Dreams
Living in a dream, sometimes my life is what it seems. Dark days and lonely nights, in this life I’m always in fight. The battles they come and never go away, many nights I sit up late and continue to pray. I know the good lord holds me close with all his might, and maybe one day God will show me his light. Things will happen in life day by day, and living in a dream will soon fade away.
Copyright © Mercedys Bosarge | Year Posted 2019
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