The sun's rays filters through
The heavy curtains
Heavy hearts
Small smiles
And a shuddering sigh
Pull those curtains back
Let it all in
The warmth
The brightness
The fresh air
Suddenly it's not all black
It's not all bad
Deep down this time
I know, it is going to be just fine
YOU ARE READING
Deep Traps
PoetryBecause it's the poetry That drives you, That guides you, And its what keeps you alive.
