As I type this I wonder why
My fingers are in pain and my back aches
I drive off the light
Staring into the dark
The pixels in my screen burn quietly
Imprinting their stories upon my eyes
Glancing away I see the cars pass
Slipping across the horizon
Sunset long gone
The crickets chirping
The silence inside conflicting
With their symphony of sound
I ponder upon the week
All it doth contain
Pain, elation, guilt, fear
The feeling pour out
Like sand in a broken hourglass
Ticking away precious time
Life slipping away as I am.
Failing to live as I die.
Out of time
Walking blindly
Reaching for support
Never grasping
Hearts floats gently away
Carried off by autumn breeze
Like leaves in the sky
My love has left me
Cast off for distant shore
Leaving me once more
Farewell, I cried
As you climbed up
Waiting for the end
Now you’re gone
Departed
With my inspiration.
Moonlit Poetry 