Not A Day

Not a day for love,

not a love for happiness.

Not a life for lust

not a love for living

while embracing

solitude

and I just can bite

into the bitter truth

never was he mine

though will ever be so fine.

will never share

his tenderness,

though I pretended

he was naked

and would ever

dressed up

each other

with his thrill

I have just been

stroking my

very soul.

Could I forget

I'm giving it all away?

But I'm strugling

still not to be

waiting for him,

to walk my way.

need to be brave,

forget fears and past left

to leave at once,

shake my head twice.

Re-run on life and do not

forget that dreams

are just my very own