Remnants of moonlight whisper over the barren cement
Where no warm footstep has tread,
Bringing you to me.
Sleep evades me like the tears my trapped heart holds dear.
My eyes watch the cement, empty.
The quiet night crashes around me,
But among the noise I am a vessel of silence.
Silvery strands of doubt glide over my thoughts,
The cold penetration of fear stabs,
And together they keep me company
No lists, no thoughts overwhelm me,
...Just quiet.
Halfway between the sad and the void
I slip into the false warmth of contemplation
Embraced by the night I wait,
My uniqueness swallowed in the wind,
For my next waking moment,
For my next breath.
©SKW
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