Heart&Soul: Mar 3, 2010

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Pessimist’s don’t write love poems,

Instead we write realities.

The everyday sorrows that everyone is afraid to speak of.

The fear that there is no hope for tomorrow.

Pessimists don’t write love poems,

Instead we write realities.

The truths about a world where pain is a compromise for false, dependent happiness,

And peace of mind is synonymous to lack of mind.

You see, a pessimist, realist love poem,

Would cry out, but wishing there were tears,

So we could feel human again.

Wishing that something within us,

would allow us,

blind faith and trust,

in something as surreal as love.

But a pessimist, realist,

Knows better….

Heart&Soul