Nights

Midnight

I sit in silence alone

Alone in my bed

My string of lights glow

My purple walls enclose

The snow outside is bitter

The rain is wet

The sleet is getting old

Is spring ahead?

The birds are here

But where is my sun?

April showers don't bring flowers

April showers bring hours

Hours of memories

Memories of

April 13th

2011

April 13th

2012

Voices echo through my head

Visions and dreams half baked

that didn't rise

Fleeing hopes

That didn't fly

and I can feel someone's pain

I have so much to say

but I cant

for I am afraid

What will become of us?

This is the very last month

The last month

Before life will change

I'll be a spark of light

A steady force of joy

What will the stars do?

What will the gods say?

I can feel it in my veins

My bones

My brain

A form of love will come

Quick as a wink

And swift as a gun

A good moment of life

A masterpiece of frozen time

Breaking the odds

I am still molding myself

and guiding my kite  

All through these lonesome

painful

yet hopeful

Newborn April nights

Look ahead I say

Because

there will be daylight

Author's Note