Hold on

The wind sees frozen with

the lack of sound

The echo of your voice, no more

now nowhere to be found

The light that flickered

so brazenly

has finally lost its will to blink

The darkness has swallowed

you whole in a bite

Your world shifting

at its brim

And there is no one here,

it feels ...

but you,

weighing alone

The flowers

don't smell now

and you think they'll never bloom

The rays of the sun has trodden back

And oh the dark

has blinded the moon

It covets and covets

in ominous black

promising to shine

never on you

And fear and sorrow

consumes you

Your self-worth

at its brink

Will your efforts find you right

this time

or will you

lose to them in a wink

You're afraid

of the uncertain

The path

too weary to be tried

The what ifs pokes

inside

like a thorn

pricking the edges of your mind

So you find it better

to let go

The world is not a place to dream

Hope and wishes,

a mediocre sight

Withered petals

down a stream

The path

you see

is crumbled,

the question never

was

of when...

The reality felt much harsher

now

than what words could ever tell

And that carcass,

that image

you see

of yourself gulping itself to drown...

Feels tainted with visions of love

you had,

in yourself,

never found

It makes you ache,

right in your heart

Making you want to let go

Disappointed in the world,

in despair

but in yourself more ever so

Yet like darkness follows suit

To lightness

that never comes

Light too aches for the cloak of night,

like they were always one

And so they ask

will it ever be bright again

you can't say, of course

But a part of you still lingers

as you dare to hope

sometimes within those

grimmer days

when you'd fought

to move on

you'd believed that a day

shall come

when things won't feel so wrong

That the flowers in your

garden

will too smell,

if not bloom

in hues

bolder

than they were

And the silence that scared you

would

still scare you

but not more than

it did before

a call for love, was it?

It was.

For yourself to be your

love

And as you'd wait,

alas

in Moments-alike

this momentary fall

shall

fade

tonight

.

.

.