Hi there! I hope you all enjoy this evening’s poem. Please feel free to leave a comment about anything you liked (or otherwise) about this piece, as I always really appreciate feedback!
Has it always been this way?
Was it always there inside, waiting to emerge,
Slowly corroding the edges of the light,
Unnoticed, until, trapped,
I was left with no escape
As the darkness settled in
As if to stay.
And as the shadows loomed, I knew
Inside, exactly
What it was I had to do;
But who,
In the deepest darkness of the night,
Has the courage
To reach outwards with their voice
And simply ask
For a light?
A Teacup Full of Stories 