Okay
I am okay.
Simply okay.
Not black, nor white
Good, or bad,
But merely in between.
Like a scale that measures
The weight of a soul
From a saint
Who swore an oath to the devil.
Like my heart,
On the ledge of
Living and dying,
Of losing and trying.
Stagnant, frozen in place
Unmoving, unchanging
For all of eternity.
-i'd trade anything to give up
this numbness
YOU ARE READING
midnight thoughts | a book of poetry
PoetryIt's when the clock strikes midnight and the world is covered in darkness That my mind decides to stay awake.
