Lost in the pain of nothing.
Pure sorrow.
Wanting to sleep,
but unable to bring it upon yourself
because all you can feel is sorrow,
no exhaustion.
Then every once in a while
some unexpected stranger,
will bring some light into your day
full of darkness.
Knowing it will come back,
but just soaking the sun into your skin,
so that maybe it will stay just
a little bit longer this time.
Slowly the sun begins to set,
and the darkness creeps back but you know
that there will be another stranger
carrying more unexpected light,
and that is what you cling to,
to survive another day.
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Young poet
A write of interest laced with wisdom. The light can bring on smiles. Write on young poet.
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Hope
It is the hope that keeps us going..the belief that the darkness will pass and the light return to us.
Nothing remains the same- change is enevitable
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