Another Second

There is not enough light in us

to believe in the shadows.

I don't believe in the pain

that is the source of a smile.

Before you let me trust

the unknown, before love slips through

my fingers, dress your best

time, best fear.

Another resurrected second

resounds in us.

We are smothered by solemn remorse.

How to believe in death?

Nobody knows how to start crying.

On your first birthday,

I wish you a painless endlessness.

Hope broke down

the door to my solitude.

It was then that I understood

why the distance passed us

by with a smile

on our crooked lips.

Reviews

[M. J. Smith]

Ookayy... This is... A little beyond me I guess. The only I understand is Hope broke down the door to my solitude.
I usually figure it out. But this time, you've got the old drifter stymied. Random thoughts perhaps?