Night Again.

the tears i've created were not born in vain.
they race down my face to release my pain.

as much as i've hoped, things are still the same.
you shed your layers, and anger is what remains.

before the storm there was no calm, only a preconceived revelation.
you left no survivors, no structure, only devestation.

sometimes i wish these lead wings wouldnt weigh me down.
why do you wear my trouble and sacrafice like a crown?

i thrive on the times when your mask goes back on and the rage recedes.
ive tried to outshine the sun but you've made it clear i wont succeed.

let me know when its okay to breathe; im living for this now.
yet still, my doubtful heart knows i can get out somehow.

i can dance with the devil in the shadows of the night,
i can tango with the beast at the price of a life.

but i will stay strong with the comfort of your light.
and i wont give up without a fight.

Author's Note

still rusty. needs editing.

Reviews

[Wildecat]

There is a light at the end of the tunnel and eventually things will get better.

[Inda Lauryn]

This reminded me of a time in my life when something went horribly wrong and I had no idea how I would get through it. Your words captured that sentiment beautifully, but ultimately ends with some hope. Very nice work.

By the way, the only thing I saw was "sacrafice" -- sacrifice.

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

Awesome! I personally love it. Strong, emotional, really appeals to me. A lot of interesting and unique sentence structures you come up with. Not the mundane for sure, but little treasures here and there.

only critcism? spelling errors. here are a few:

sometimes i wish these lead wings wouldnt (wouldn't) weigh me down.
why do you wear my trouble and sacrafice l(sacrifice) like a crown?

overall, a very strong piece!!

your cafe friend, kena