Untitled darkness

Day to day

I wake up

And look around

Rub my eyes

But you’re not

To be found

Just a thought

Or maybe a dream

But this thought

Can’t be unseen

Here or there

Missing a beat

Faintly I can hear

Stomping feat

Are you real

Or just a fake

Your presence makes

A dark mistake


Author: butterflyafterlife

I'm a Assistant Director and producer for Indy Films/Shows, study as much as possible and love photography. Sometimes, I post about a thought in my head and let it take over from there. I love your support and feedback!