Trying Again

Words stringed together in rhyme, Simple melodies I have played Or strings pulled From my own mind... I see them again behind The white-lined blackness Of tomorrow's time... Delineated by days and hours And each remaining Between two ends of a page, Then, there is a beginning again, A fresher place to play, An old tune refined, As if it was never heard before And breaking through the barrier, I resolved to try again once more To regain the reason For believing in today... A purpose that seemed secured Only yesterday but kept alive Hoping to be reborn tomorrow And find happiness at last... ©All Rights Reserved-2012