LadyMidnight

life is tough but I am stronger
pressure builds but I'll last longer
faces masked show tired eyes
monotone a great disguise
pen ink spills on tired pages
fingers stretched across barren cages

Okay, so normally,
I'm impartial when asking people to go to the polls.
It doesn't matter if you're red or blue,
young or kinda old.
But voting blue this year 
is not about being political.
It's saying that you give a

This is the last thing I'll ever write for you
And no it's not a thank you
it's proof you didn't break me

and if you are reading this
scrolling through
old memories
in between sips of cold coffee,
bye

I try not to have regrets
but yet I find myself
sometimes in debt
to the man in the corner
with his scraping beard
and jagged silhouette

he's the one I would have feared
inside his web of crawling
threads

you can't touch me
your silver lips have spilled enough lies
for a thousand lifetimes
I refuse to listen
I stand alone
but I'm breathing
and today that's enough
 

I dreamed
I was a raindrop
in a cavern of silence
falling
forever