The dawn of dusk turns gold to dust
The moon shares my loneliness-
A sliver of thread comes out the hem
Of my finely crafted soul
A whisper lost for sound
Spoken ever so slightly-
Is the tale of those forever loved
That leaves my heart unsightly
A knock in the chest
Is the gale pulling me forward-
Inching me through my fate
Still moving in a haze
A fall would be an escape
This thought echoes in my head-
Encouraging the drop so certain
Proposing an end to this dread
Now walking on a web of steel
Following the intricate delicacy-
Of the memories I once foresaw
Buried six feet under
The lightest touch so soft
A feather to tease my soul-
Daring me to follow the day as it shrivels
Pushing the last bits of gold to their extent
Although, drop so tempting
I vow to hold my ground-
trudging on past my history
And viewing the morning sun
Nov 26, 2019
Nov 26, 2019 at 1:52 AM UTC
The dawn of dusk turns gold to dust
The moon shares my loneliness-
A sliver of thread comes out the hem
Of my finely crafted soul
A whisper lost for sound
Spoken ever so slightly-
Is the tale of those forever loved
That leaves my heart unsightly
A knock in the chest
Is the gale pulling me forward-
Inching me through my fate
Still moving in a haze
A fall would be an escape
This thought echoes in my head-
Encouraging the drop so certain
Proposing an end to this dread
Now walking on a web of steel
Following the intricate delicacy-
Of the memories I once foresaw
Buried six feet under
The lightest touch so soft
A feather to tease my soul-
Daring me to follow the day as it shrivels
Pushing the last bits of gold to their extent
Although, drop so tempting
I vow to hold my ground-
trudging on past my history
And viewing the morning sun
This sin't part of my challenge, but recently I have been thinking about those I've lost in the past. At one point we have all taken someone for granted, which makes a sudden loss much harder to swallow. Grief is a killer, and allowing it to take over your mind will only dig you deeper. This is from my experience at least.
