Yeah, that’s about right
That’s what was on my mind
Right before the onslaught.
Right after the onslaught
It was hiding in a corner
A place of silence,
A place of “alone”,
A place I can hide
That’s what was on my mind.
And I know the darkness will come again,
But you can just let it come when it does?
Cause for right now I’ve got no plans.
Give it a try just one more time.
Thank you for reading this poem. This one’s much shorter than several pieces I’ve published recently. Here’s more to check out if you’re interested in reading more:
Butterflies Down South
The young woman watched her life slip away, it’s delicate strands tickling her fingers as they sailed out the room’s…
Wrongful Death of Self
Last summer, I jumped off a roof. Let’s back up- my best friend betrayed me one night last summer.