Above all things
Past and the present
No matter what you may think
My desire isn't so base
My intention is not so demonic
Days come and days go
The night never ends
I searched and searched for a light
Desperately
This is not a courtship
This is not a game of chess
If it were
I believe you'd call mate
Weeks pass and weeks drag
Will the sun ever come back
Maybe we can makeshift
An artificial ray of hope
Weeks pass and the bulbs all broke
Say the word
Set the spark
And douse the flame in all that burns
From the fury below
Let it all go
Months to be endured
I wish to transcend
To a place of light
A place of warmth
Not beyond death
Months go by
Sprouting wings to fly
Fire fades
To a warm glow
No matter the thought
The hate
I hear the talk
And I relate
I hold no judgement
No second pass
Years come and years go
I think you should know
That my intent is not of the devil
Nor of the angels
To only recognize happiness
See it doesn't matter
The when
The who
What makes it all worth it for me
What's more than enough
What I've been trying to communicate
What it's all for
Is to simply see that smile once more
YOU ARE READING
I try to look up to the stars when I feel lost, and I am very lost
PoetryA collection of mostly sad poems Most of these are raw and unrefined One take or they don't make the grade Usually birthed after 2am
