Disillusioned

one morning i'd wake up
and it'd hurt no more
one day i'll see your smile again
on your beautiful face
your warm brown eyes that would look at me
with much love brimming from your heart
maybe tomorrow is the day
the anger will subside.

Hope lingers on my shoulder
and whispers to me.
'the storm will pass'
and your sun will shine
forget dark past
and curl up where the fantasies
of your wildest dream come true'

the moonbeams soft and aglow
and the stars danced.
in peaceful slumber I would lay
to ease the lethargy and spite
of the yesterdays trying to forget.
I send this message across the sky.
and hoping you'd feel it
in your heart.

/** An old poem i unearthed in my documents folder...I was highly disillusioned that things will get better...that maybe someday, everything will be alright...I was really stupid...Half-hopeful, half-wistful, half-longing, half-everything...

Sometimes I still long for it, I still hope for it, I still dream of it...

I'm human after all...
*/