Colour Dreams - Poetry
Sometimes
Sometimes, it can be said that I am not alone in this big, bad world. Sometimes, I can see brief glimmers of light shining in front of me. Sometimes, I make a friend, by giving my kindness a new lease of life. Sometimes, I cry at night but I feel like someone is listening to my worries. Sometimes, I can look around, see the source of my interests and feel comforted by the thought.