A place to show my work
I am tired of all the lies and deceit,
Every promise broken, never complete.
Trust has faded, like a setting sun,
What was once bright, now feels overrun.
Words like whispers, lost in the air,
Secrets hidden, it’s hard to care.
I seek the truth, clear and bright,
To find my way back to the light.
No more shadows, no more pain,
I long for honesty, freedom to gain.
Let love be real, let kindness flow,
In a world where the truth can grow.
In the stillness of a tired Wednesday morn,
Words linger just out of reach, like dreams reborn.
Coffee cups empty, yet hopes start to gleam,
Thoughts swirling like leaves in a gentle stream.
Though frustration may hover like shadows at noon,
A spark can ignite in the heart’s quiet tune.
So I pause for a moment, take a deep breath,
Even tired Wednesdays can inspire new depth.
For within every struggle, beauty takes flight,
Transforming the weary into warmth and light.
M.A.D. Works 