*In The Dark* ... A Poem

The tears have long since dried on my cheeks

and the salt tinged tracks have contoured my face

and have taken the place of the rosiness

that was once there

I fear that warmth will never come again

and send 

my spirits soaring

I wish I can bottle happiness

like the vineyard bottled this wine 

that coddles 

and finds 

me and my mind

in a more peaceful state

much more sedate

no love

no hate

just breathing

children hush now

its time for bed

mommys trying to clear her head

and sip rather than take her life instead

hush now phone

you cannot ring

I am trying not to think of things

I need silence

from the giants

called grief parading through my soul

wearing holes

in my armor

I am tired. 

hush now friends

I know trouble doesn't last always

but I feel like giving up most days

and so sometimes my hope for peace

strays

a ray of light finds its way in

and whispers:

"fight again"

and I follow that flicker

I chase after that spark

and fight my way closer to the light

so not to die in the dark.