Holding True

Maybe I see the world differently

the spaces, the light

How can I not call these things into question

as the darkness falls night

….

The wind whispers no secrets

tells me no answers

How can I not feel but alone

as the day I was born

…..

The depths of the earth hold no meaning

give no stability, strength

How can I continue to stand

with hardship knocking at my door

….

Shadows are shapeless and eerie

their haunting presence

a reminder of past nightmares

and days wished to be forgotten

….

A streetlight and a waning moon

the only brightness out

How do I still

stand tall