darkness crept in
with his heavy feet on the floor
and his hot breath on my neck
mocking tone pierces
my vulnerable mind
and i crumble
a surface crack breaches
a sitting duck
for a gust of wind
blinded by the vision
of how things should be
and what will never happen
sitting at the fork
watching the boats pass
as i am unable to move
the light has faded
the sun has set
and i have waited hours for the dawn
but i keep my eyes to the east
and i will wait many more
for the sun to rise.
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 12:08 AM UTC
darkness crept in
with his heavy feet on the floor
and his hot breath on my neck
mocking tone pierces
my vulnerable mind
and i crumble
a surface crack breaches
a sitting duck
for a gust of wind
blinded by the vision
of how things should be
and what will never happen
sitting at the fork
watching the boats pass
as i am unable to move
the light has faded
the sun has set
and i have waited hours for the dawn
but i keep my eyes to the east
and i will wait many more
for the sun to rise.
