Sunday

WHERE’S THE SUNSHINE

St. Thomas IS WHERE I SPENT MY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS AND LAID BACK MORNINGS. READING AND WRITING GOT ME THROUGH THE ROUGHEST TIMES OF ME MOURNING.
I WOULD SIT BACK AND REFLECT ON THE PAST. FLASHBACKS OF MY LIFE AND ALL THAT I HAD.
RE-PLAYS OF THE THINGS THAT I DIDN’T DO AND THINGS THAT I DID. TIME THAT I SPENT WITH YOU AND YOUR KIDS. COLLABORATIONS, AND WORDS SUBLIME. ALL THE TIMES THAT I WISHED I HAD READ BETWEEN THE LINES. SO WHERE’S THE SUNSHINE? WILL I EVER SEE IT AGAIN? FEEL ITS WARMTH UPON MY BACKSIDE IT WAS MY CLOSEST FRIEND. WHERE’S THE COOL BREEZE THAT KEPT ME COMPANY WHILE I CRIED OUT AND TRIED TO RISE. WHERE’S THE SUNSHINE I ASK. AND ALL THAT I HAD AND ALL THAT I GAVE. St. Thomas IS WHERE I LEFT MY TEARS. AND ALL OF THE FEELINGS AND ALL OF MY FEARS. I LEFT YOU BEHIND AND THE WORDS SUBLIME AND THAT THIN LINE WE HAD BETWEEN US. I LEFT THE FLASHBACKS THE PANIC ATTACKS THE MIS-HAPS AND THE BULL CRAP. BUT STILL IM ASKING, I DESERVE TO KNOW…
WHERE IS MY SUNSHINE?

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