Untitled #1

Untitled #1

A Poem by Bryan Sanchez

I remember that
for the first time in such a long time, 
the world was really getting better.
And now I'm alone again, 
but far too afraid to go back to silence.
I know I'll crumble back to ashen tears
that scream for epiphany. 
I know I'll whither like the persistence inside me,
and float away 
day by day
But let me take my time, 
and for this moment 
live in hope and 
for fear of losing that hope.
I'm still gazing in the same direction. 
Only now I'm reaching with more than song and dance; 
some kind of epiphany. 
Some kind of sunnier day.

© 2015 Bryan Sanchez

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Added on November 16, 2015
Last Updated on November 16, 2015
Tags: poetry, feelings


Bryan Sanchez
Bryan Sanchez

Syracuse, NY

I write poetry and screenplays, and hope to one day write a decent novel. Until then, I'll be content to fill up notebooks with ideas that'll never see the light of day, haha. more..