Searching

But for what?

The blanket of night begins to unravel

A soft glow envelopes the world in its wake

Pouring orange and pink through my polyester blinds

"Was it not midnight only moments ago?"

I turn my stiff neck as sobriety tidies my thoughts

The abyss took its leave before it could look back

Reviews

[Relic]

Sort of like a curse that's biding its time. Daylight offers hope but for how long? I can fee sadness in this.

[poison&kerosene]

A review more beautiful than the poem. Thank you for stopping by! 😊

[Chris Shaw]

Night is often the time when we are sleepless, that we search for answers. I certainly do much thinking at night, not sure I can say it resolves issues though. Nice brevity here and visual with it too.

Chris

[poison&kerosene]

I love how you said “ not sure it resolves issues”. Me neither Chris. I couldn’t tell you. Thank you for stopping by and leaving such a lovely comment! 😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love those last two lines...so much meaning in them.
nice if we can unburden our regrets before they get a chance to fester.
j.

[poison&kerosene]

Thank you Jacob! In an ideal world we would all be sound asleep during those early morning hours. I have accepted sleep wasn’t meant for me
Years ago. Thank you for stopping by as always!!!! 😊