they have always been
and always will be.
the morning doth bring laughter,
the sunset a sign of dawning anxiety.
it is loud with every chirp,
it is eerie with distant silence,
it speaks words on top of words,
it is all the layers of tame violence.
(i want to believe there is someone.
i want to believe there is laughter filling the room.
i want to feel the warmth again,
i want to see the sun rise again soon.)
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 12:23 AM UTC
they have always been
and always will be.
the morning doth bring laughter,
the sunset a sign of dawning anxiety.
it is loud with every chirp,
it is eerie with distant silence,
it speaks words on top of words,
it is all the layers of tame violence.
(i want to believe there is someone.
i want to believe there is laughter filling the room.
i want to feel the warmth again,
i want to see the sun rise again soon.)
