As the days grow darker
So too does my mind
My heart acts like a shark
My mind says I'm fine
On one hand I am loved
On the other I'm alone
While my heart feels like it's been shoved
My mind knows not to moan
I can't shake the feeling
That these kind words are sly lies
My heart is still healing
While my mind cries for allies
I have a strong network
Of people to depend on
And though my heart is in the murk
My mind can see the dawn
Some days I can be happy
But some I simply cry
My heart wants to be happy
My mind wants to cry
About the Creator
Varian Moyer
Hello all! I am a 24-year-old writer. I live in Oregon and so far have only posted Poetry here, though I do write fiction stories of varying lengths. Hope you enjoy what you read, and thanks for the support.
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