Curtains

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Who am I, they say I'd find my place.

When I don't even know me.

I told them it's too early, for them to quit trying,

If I'm so encouraging, why am I still crying?

Keep pushing through the night, there is always a light,

So why everyday, am I filled with fright?

I tell her she has a purpose, that I am right here,

So why is it that I go home and shed a deathly tear?

Just behind the curtain, just out of your reach,

There is the darkness that you will never breach.

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