Poem: Better Days
By Pasqual Torres

Thinking of the good times
they seemed to be so few
Distance in my memory
is the happiness I once knew

Replaced is the pain of loss
consuming an life
bitterness and empty dreams
fill the hole with strife

And with each passing day
the road grows very rough
sometimes one must take control of the wheel
when he's finally had enough

I've seen the light shining through
down upon my blank face
it encapsulates my mind and soul
transported to another place

A future filled with happiness
and others will amaze
"That boy has never been so full of joy
these are better days"