Eyes of moonlight
turn their sights on me.
I stand.
Alone, afraid.
Of what?
I thought
as the stray sound
echoed in my head,
that lonely voice.
It whispered.
"What if the pain starts again?
What if the heavy rains fall on us today?
Why not just sit at home and hide away?
You know you can do this,
it's easier to just sleep into another day"
The lips of twilight
speak to me
in soft tones.
"Why do you stand alone?"
I try to speak,
the crackling sound
of a meagre voice,
straining to be unleashed,
to be more than just a scratchy noise.
"I struggle to be me.
I struggle to be understood."
Then the words come out in a flood.
In my head at least,
in reality
barely audible squeaks.
The ears of the dusk light
hear my words,
they speak their night-time insights.
"Don't fear the outside world,
Don't fear ridicule,
or possibly looking a fool.
Your voice is there,
it’s just fear that stops
you from opening the door.
Let the light of midnight pour
over you, and let yourself sway
to the music of the stars.
You have gotten this far."
The eyes of moonlight
look upon me again.
Shining, they speak dazzling words.
"Don't fear pain, if it means a life not living.
Don't fear heartache,
if it means your love isnt for giving.
Don't fear life, it’s there for the taking.
Enjoy each minute,
before the reaper awakens"
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