I try to come off as someone swelling with pride
But at night it seems from the fear I can't hide
Behind my hands my eyes are swimming with tears
My shoulders heave and sigh with the weight of these late night walks
Because the stars above me act as a blanket
And the silence is deafening but at least it's filling
Out on my walk I do not face the faces I fear
And it's to all of these I can't hold dear
Because to let them go would take an eternity
And maybe the pain is what makes me feel like me
But I'm losing my grip on the anchor holding me down
And I'm starting to notice as the more that I drown
I'm pretty far downBut there's a light on the surface
Dim but it's there
Just as the street light above me flickers and smiles
Maybe a street light is my comfort tonight
And maybe that's alright
Because I have myself
And I have what I know
And I may be alone
But I know how to be
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Mourning Skies
RandomDark poetry, slam poetry, love poetry, five word stories, and my deepest thoughts