• mypenandthemoon 10w

    These sombre summer nights,
    tossing and turning from heat,
    in the dire absence of sleep
    reflecting on dreaded thoughts
    under the silver sky light
    If this is all life has to offer,
    what do I make of it?
    Shall I embrace it
    with all it's scars and stitches?

    -At what point will it's trials cease?