Saturday, 15 December 2018

Guiding Star


Wear my pain emblazoned on my chest
like a neon sign, the words confessed
emptiness, such a lonely dance
under a cloud filled sky, in a vast expanse

Feel the sting of rain upon my skin
like needles of hate sticking in
loneliness, so many misplaced hours
walking, lost under thundery showers

This constraint around my throat
stops the words from flowing, a river where I cannot float
blankness, the miles of empty space
just me and my thoughts, losing the race

The guiding star, a beautiful sight
lights the sky, burning bright
shows me where I need to be
with the people around who set me free

Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

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