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Mims
Poems
Aug 2017
My darkness is less inviting
We went on the road,
We yelled and ran,
Holding hands,
Our feet cold on rough, wet ground.
Stars bright,
Chilly night.
Darkness surrounds us,
Nothing but the low glow of the porch light,
Cold.
but the good kind of cold the cold that reminds you you're alive
On the stone steps your sister smokes her life away,
With stolen ciggerettes.
run,
run,
RUN.
Cold,
This is fun right?
Yes,
I turn to look at you,
But you're gone.
The safety of the porch,
Had called you,
I try to stand alone.
In a place where no cars go,
Alone,
Darkness is less inviting,
I look to the stars for comfort,
But find none,
By myself.
I believe stars are less inviting alone. Or perhaps its just the darkness. Perhaps it just MY darkness, that's less beautiful, alone.
#darkness
#night
#friend
#she
#love
#life
#stars
#depression
#ciggerette
#cold
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