within the night comes
tremulous forms of
soul flooding heartache

those thoughts of which are
often unspoken when the sun rises
and the day begs you to partake
in another anguishing routine
of here and there, hello and goodbye

within those moments i admire those
that can roll a feeling off of their shoulder
as they agree with the skyline and
happily hold out their arms --
much like a wavelength of gratitude
accepting the flood that they will
overcome on their own

however, in these moments in which
one recognizes the complexity
of their own consciousness
it is evident that one thing
must remain in a world full of
anguish and demise

that being love
where a night may then offer
a tinge of sunlight
so that the dawn may then
ease into another day
and pain of tomorrow
would be a quite
happy here and there
hello and goodbye