Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Like hurt soldiers we walk

Some things get broken, 
most of the times they can be fixed, 
then with patches we walk until the down.

But what about our fears?
What about this cold night, with questions and no answers?
Is there something I can use,
to clear out this cloud of uncertainty?

In the meantime, Ill do my best to smile,
eat breakfast and maybe even joke about it.

After all 
Everything comes to an end.
Is just a matter of timing
and sometimes
hope.