fourteen

While browsing through my old files i found this poem that i wrote with my friend..we were 14 at that time=)

What if that day wont come..

Ive been walking through this lonely road

ive been sailing through this soulless ocean

through the same path

again and again

miles and miles have passed

in my shadows

i see hopes thats fading each day

i could sense fear

creeping from deep down inside my heart

strong pillars built to last are patiently supporting this soul

but someday and somehow i know it will falter

till the day comes

wait is all I could bear

I understand

longing is a very solitary thing

hurts and it feels like never

Some people call it stupidity

I call it loyalty.

-extraordinaryme & amy,14-