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.