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Tired
A lack of motivation
A deep dark soothing pit
Small pinpricks of light in the dark
Small things break through this curtain of despair
The small things keep me sane
The big things make no mark
I wash my hair
The grease runs away
I put out all the light I have left
But I am only the moon
I have no light of my own
I borrow and return from the stars around me
This is a never ending night sky
But I take comfort in the little things
They take my light but also give it back
There are other light givers pills and powders
But they are also the biggest takers
They fire at two
They don't wait for three
I hope for my own light
And i think my future sees it
The small things become my stairs
There is light at the top
I join it
I am no longer a small thing
I am a big thing in many pieces
I am a star
A light in the dark

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