When Summer days are over
When laughter's dead and sober
When choices change your life
And you'd give it all up for peace.
When death is real every day
When you spend more time in coffin graves
When you can't help but feel sick
Look at the stars and know their creator.
Faith is an action on pure belief
A running and daring to fall completely free
Sing the love songs written in white
Which dance and sing into your head.
Give up everything to change a fallen wold,
Fall through stars to illuminate the night.
And I pray that God would give me peace.
Author notes
Yeah, this a weird poem. I'm not really sure where all these sentiments came from, but in an odd way they make sense. Lol, I guess that might just be my own personal opinion.
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