Feb 24, 2025
#96
There is a man who wakes up today
and drowns is sorrow and grief as the sun rises and sets,
there is a part of him that wants to die
but he still rises, with effort and makes it to another night
To sleep until the morning
where he rises again and repeats the same.
And that-
That means something.
And there is another who wakes up
And sees the sunshine and dew,
The craven rocks and trails of frost,
Thinks of the beauty of the world.
And if the day spoils as if rotten new fruit,
He dreams of a happier tomorrow
that he tucks under his arm
as he falls asleep.
I hope they find each other.
I hope they find their happy ending.
(Written 8/2022)
