In your darkest hours <br />feeling endless pain <br />will there be a friend <br />to heal you from the rain <br /> <br />is this world so selfish <br />that no one gives a damn <br />could there be a famous man <br />without one single fan <br /> <br />why do I feel cold <br />but the fire burns so bright <br />why do I feel pain <br />within these words I write <br /> <br />is this just a dream <br />or do I feel my destiny <br />these thoughts surround my mind <br />in rhymes to set them free <br /> <br />feeling such a sorrow <br />in saddened eyes that dwell <br />looking for my heaven <br />in this place I just call hell <br /> <br />inside ones darkest hours <br />beneath the sun lite sky <br />an unknown famous man <br />whose tears never dry<br /><br />one man alone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-never-dry/
