Break the Black

Starting blankly at the stars

Lonely and cold, only myself to thank

Absently listening to the passing cars

My mind is restless, my thoughts are blank

These stars stand bright witness, to my many nights

Running and pacing, through their constant view

Passing slowly, or quickly, under buzzing street lights

All in attempt to forget, or perhaps, bring back you

Heart and mind, I know this is it

Cigarettes and bright stars, break the black

Hope and memory, fighting, in shadows lit

For each possess what the other does lack

Know this and know it well

I wander through the dark, so contrite

No chance on earth, nor deal in hell

Will see me through my deserved plight

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