in dawn, we are exhausted
trying to go to our uncertainty
the longing in our dark eyes
the thirst in our dried lips
mending the inconsistencies
being stuck in a waiting line
comforting the tired body
with a reply of rejection
at night, the moon is shining
going home with city lights
guiding the darkness with sadness
feeling the emptiness of silence
crippling upon a blanket
closing our tired eyes
leaving our breathe in the air
'soon, it'll be gone' as they say
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 5:36 AM UTC
in dawn, we are exhausted
trying to go to our uncertainty
the longing in our dark eyes
the thirst in our dried lips
mending the inconsistencies
being stuck in a waiting line
comforting the tired body
with a reply of rejection
at night, the moon is shining
going home with city lights
guiding the darkness with sadness
feeling the emptiness of silence
crippling upon a blanket
closing our tired eyes
leaving our breathe in the air
'soon, it'll be gone' as they say