I am not angry with the day
though I gaze the skies with such disdain
I cannot outrun the light
so in the interim I wait idly by
or hide in shadows
so strong and constant
is the Sun
reminder of my weakness burns
I greet the darkness in it's absence
it holds no truth
no strength
only the means to cower
I will ride the slope of night
until I fall into my dreams
where thoughts are kind and colors play
it is here I escape
the wrath of day
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
I am not angry with the day
though I gaze the skies with such disdain
I cannot outrun the light
so in the interim I wait idly by
or hide in shadows
so strong and constant
is the Sun
reminder of my weakness burns
I greet the darkness in it's absence
it holds no truth
no strength
only the means to cower
I will ride the slope of night
until I fall into my dreams
where thoughts are kind and colors play
it is here I escape
the wrath of day
