It
was not the reality,
I was unwilling to trace back.
Ignoring the last scene
forgetting where I have been
afraid of fear, surviving in the dark.
Though all it took was a moment of serene.
After all darkness just needs a little spark.

Dawn breaks on this grey morning
And I can feel it as it stars
This is the beginning of the end
And I'll hold your hand as it all begins to fall apart
Cause nothing lasts forever
And nothing gold can stay
But stay with me just one more moment
And it all fades to black
At least we'll have this.

If you can't find
Yourself
In those lines
It's a lie

Here, you survive
As reflection
Being
A story

Most days

bleak

are just the tidal wave hum

of hands on a clock

Waiting to wake up

Waiting to go to work

Waiting to go home

to sleep

and I just want to be

wiped from existence

But I live

for the small moments

Watching strangers on the train

warmed

give soft kisses

A cook singing as the radio

thrumming

plays because he loves that song

A girl laughing

airy

at a book she's reading

Me daydreaming

breathless

about his hands

on my aching skin

Just

for the little moments