every year you recycle the wish
of something to wish for.
there is nothing you want
except something to want.
there is a glimmer of hope
burning above a frosted foundation.
you will extinguish it
with an empty mind
just like you always do.
next year, you won’t light a candle.
you won’t set the room aglow
and your eyes will stay dressed in black.
darkness cannot be the absence of light
if you never have it in the first place.
Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 4:13 PM UTC
every year you recycle the wish
of something to wish for.
there is nothing you want
except something to want.
there is a glimmer of hope
burning above a frosted foundation.
you will extinguish it
with an empty mind
just like you always do.
next year, you won’t light a candle.
you won’t set the room aglow
and your eyes will stay dressed in black.
darkness cannot be the absence of light
if you never have it in the first place.
just turned 22.
