Just one more
One more bat of an eyelash
to spite the day.
Daylight illuminating red spiderwebs
against blue irises.
Shoving aside tangled covers,
for the sake of a lifting head
off a tearstained pillow.
Face the day,
one more, like the hundreds last.
Stand up high,
spite the forces threatening to break you down.
One more gaze,
to the endless promise of one more day.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Paper Cut Eyes
PoesíaThese are just some of the poems I write. My emotions in writing.
