And so it's come to be
that darkness comforts me.
the anonymity, the ambiguity
the cacophony of lost thoughts
trying to find their way
to meaningful conclusions or coherence
or the profound sense of obscurity that one yearns for
when all that held dear went up in flames
Like the last ray of hope.
Light left me a long time ago
mockingly like a friend who never was
I felt cold symptomatically at first
and then
I never saw her again. Light.
And now the heart grown fonder with absence .
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