Black Night

I climb the stairs to nowhere
with silence in my head,
I wear the coat of loneliness
as I approach my bed.

Tiredness overwhelms me,
but eyes are open wide
darkness all enveloping,
thoughts, nowhere left to hide.

Fitfully will I sleep,
safety and comfort gone,
nights are only black
as my back's towards the sun.










Poetry by shells
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Written on 2016-10-27 at 00:39

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thoughts make noise i guess
2016-11-18


Kathy Lockhart
You've so vividly expressed the troubling, daunting emotions while leaving images deeply etched into my mind of this one so hopelessly, helplessly climbing the stairs to their certain nightly occurring battles with one's own demons. Well done!
2016-11-02



it's a hard way to go to bed alone
2016-10-28



I like the way it's simply written yet has such a deep meaning.
2016-10-27



I especially enjoyed the off rhyme of gone and sun. It just brings out the melancholy in the poem in a way you can't tell just show. bravo
2016-10-27