Sometimes I need a minute
Just for me to think, just me
If one thought made the truth
We’d all be stumbling around in darkness
And there’d be nothing left of me anymore
But now I’m diving in deeper,
Trying to find out if there’s truth to anything.
Have we been living in the dark?
Before your only friend is a broken heart,
Before you understand who you are,
Before the symphony at sundown,
Before the movie montage that moves you,
Before love is a warm biscuit, Sunday morning.
Before you find your way out of the dark,
Before you wake up in a celebration,
Before the last of your plenty of chances,
Before you close your eyes and find sleep,
Are you breathing like there’s air in the atmosphere,
Or does everything just seem too cruel to take in?
I finally started to figure it out
I heard it so many times before
From the dirt they were throwing at me
To the mountain they’ve been climbing
Wouldn’t my God call that Love?
Lost in the moment, know where you’re going
The meeting of strength and weakness
Nothing left to prove, feelings of freedom
Even when it stops moving like a whiplash
Even when it misses the marks it could hit
It can be a slow dance, don’t even pretend
That the dark taught you that feeling-
Love is what it feels like to stop the darkness,
Love is what comes after the lonely roads.
Thank you as always for taking the time to read my poem; I hope you enjoyed it or at least found it worthwhile.