The Structure

Dear Almira,

You're the rock, the base of the structure; without you, everything is nothing.

You're there for everyone, but yet you have no one.

You know everyone's secrets, but yet no one knows yours.

Your shoulder is home to many, but you're still looking for your own.

You see the world around you, and you see the beauty, but also the pain, that everyone causes to one another.

You don't see the word in just black or white, but instead in all the colors.

In vivid green, to the darkest of blues.

You see mothers sing to their children with heavy hearts, knowing that there's darkness in the world.

You can see from afar the sadness in their eyes; their dark brown eyes haunt you, but not so much as the last note they sing.

As she kisses you goodnight, you wonder, why does everyone leave when darkness is around.