Glowing Night

Dear Me in my careless mind set,

I know that you’re now full of unrest

Because home used to glow

like the only light left

although dim

Still shined

now I look from the inside out

into the dark night.

The only place left untouched

at least for a moment it seemed

until I stopped to look within

I then realized we were rotting

like food scraps in the world’s recycling bin.

Left by the outside,

contaminated.

being bombarded by its filth

left mentally saturated

and psychologically devastated

and that just from a good day

allowing the bad days memory just be a little faded,

not erased

because we still feel the pain it created.

But still that dim light is bright enough

to fill my vacant heart with hope

that restrains me from taking advice from the mocking rope

in times where it seems as the best choice

I decide not to listen to that tedious voice

and not see a gloomy night

but time to sleep

to enjoy tomorrow’s light.

Sincerely,

yours truly.