Now and Then

October 29, 2010

Gone are the days of my happy ways
Here are the days of my distant gaze.
Gone are the memories of sanctity
Here are the memories of stinging bees.
Gone are the friends I loved to no ends
Here are the friends who will stab my bends.
Gone are my smiles only frowns for miles
Here are my smiles hiding my emotional dials.
Gone is my life of love and strife
Here is my life of pain brought by a knife.
Gone is the world I once loved
Here is the hell where I was shoved.