How I wish I was one with the sky
Part of the stars that fall happily into the depths of the blackness
But the only dark I've ever known
Is the one dwelling in my soul's bottomThe only peace that comes along
Is when the tears drop on the ink
That I used to compose this letter
Blur my vision and confuse my startled mindBut why am I looking through past pages
When there's nothing but the sharp ache of yesterday
A graveyard of memories that rest under nightshade
I hear their screams, they demand I leaveI run back to the sea of desparity
There I know I can dangle my feet at the edge of the cliff
Let them dance with the thick grey fog
The only shield from throwing myself in the restless wavesI'd try to scream but my mouth is numb
Dried out from words I regretted letting out
No one is here to hear me anyhow
No one, nothing, nowhere, neverOh dear heart, accept the pain
That knocks on your door now and then
And I promise that someday I will find a sedative
And I'll put you to sleep painlessly and free of harmI heared the sacred water of the deadly ocean
Whisper my name softly into the voidant night
Is it time to embrace it?
Will it hold me like I need it to?No it must be all a dream that will vanish in the daylight
A few hours until it turns to ashes
But seems like eternity to wait for the dawn
I'd rather be devoured by the endless tides before the sun comes up
YOU ARE READING
Little After Midnight
PoesiaA gothic poem I wrote in a dark moment, one cold winter night.