Under the covers,
Still you can’t hide,
Always are there rules,
And by rules you must abide.
Suppressed by shadows,
Empty of light,
Curled up in bed,
there’ll be no sleep tonight.
Beneath the night,
lost to the fight,
You surrender to tears,
Hoping for bright.
Inferior to stars,
Stars that never shine,
Small shards of a promise,
That will never be mine.
Below the gloom,
wishing for hope,
waiting for something,
That with, I can cope.
Asleep under twilight,
Waiting for a new season,
Whatever happens,
It happens for a reason.
YOU ARE READING
The Pure, Simple, Truth.
PoetryLife isn't always the best thing. But we only get one. So here I am, making the most of it, trying my best to get everything i feel down into words so that i don't have to dwell on those feelings and thoughts anymore. My latest collection of poems...
