Coming Night

The confusion rings in my ears

Echoing off the walls of my brain,

So I sit in agony

 

Waiting for the certainty of clarity,

But as time goes on

I stay in my perpetual state.

 

Dreaming of a better tomorrow

Where things are right

And night is night

And day takes my breath away,

 

So minute by minute

I plan

I seek my future time span,

 

But the choices I see

Are not right for me

There is nothing left in my hand.

 

I dread the coming night

The future is my only fright,

But with hope as my coat

I sink and I float,

And walk into the coming night.

Author's Note

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Reviews

Wow I finally Realizes what you are writing. It's not dark or emo its cold hard truth or situations put into perspective.

[The Official Gary B]

I really think that is a really good poemm! I love it! =)

[Tara♥Undefined&h..]

Wow that was realy good omg I totally feel jealous of how good u r at writing! Bravo!!

[Tina Kline]

Its kind of haunting, the fear of the unknown and that's often what our futures can seem like, the unknown and the unknown can be scary. Nice job on this.

[DeathByChoice]

This was really good! The way you rhymed it was original and funky, but in a good way. All the metaphors create nice imagery. Nice job!