deepundergroundpoetry.com
Introspect
moonlight finds me sitting again
waiting for the rain
waiting
again
then
when softly
the rain bleeds
and fills into the light
I dream of the coming of night
and I do not know which side I'm on
and I do not care to hide it no
or make it seem different
or make it shallow
like your smile
your tact
you are
the ebb and
you are the tides
unequally unqualified
to interpret what I have become
there shall remain no more of you
within my search for delight
you this poison ocean
you this darkness
this empty
shell
waiting for the rain
waiting
again
then
when softly
the rain bleeds
and fills into the light
I dream of the coming of night
and I do not know which side I'm on
and I do not care to hide it no
or make it seem different
or make it shallow
like your smile
your tact
you are
the ebb and
you are the tides
unequally unqualified
to interpret what I have become
there shall remain no more of you
within my search for delight
you this poison ocean
you this darkness
this empty
shell
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 254
Commenting Preference:
The author has chosen not to accept new comments at this time.