Things Will (Not) Be Alright.

The sunlight dries your tears, and the darkness hides your fears,
Your pain just drifts away, from walking all these years.
This breathing keeps you alive, and the sight just makes it right.
To keep us busy other times, we get to have those fights.
Everyone has cried, everyone has lied.
But all we should have done was stop, or at least have tried.
Everyone has gotten angered, able to make us scream.
People have had their hands entangled.
Being in love allows us to dream.
We all have been jealous, and sometimes they will catch us.
What happens to this relationship, it slowly is destructed.
We do these things but they continue, feelings that we give.
But for now I try to find things new, have more reasons to live.