Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Midnight Sun

by @TW

You can see a midday moon but not a midnight sun, The planet's fucking with you til your big time comes, I remember parents telling me to sit tight, son, Because they knew just what would happen if this kid might run, I'm, maladjusted and badly stunted, I'm lacking comfort, Stuck in amber, I have to rush but I'm acupunctured, Pins and needles are seething to see what happens under, The skin of someone who carries burdens til backs are ruptured.
Request permission to use this poem
T
Written by
TW
19 / M
For You?
T
Written by
TW
19 / M
Published
Sep 23, 2019
Time
1m
Notes

Did it ever freak you out as a kid that you could see the moon during the day?

Tags
#night#day#time#self#truth
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell TW how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogSupportFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 [production] by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write