Where your skin glistens in the moonlight
And the alcohol is more intoxicating
It's easy to feel young and hopeful again
Trying to capture that fleeting innocence
Like children chase fireflies in the twilight
I sink into the heaviness of the night
The weight of my body feeling lighter
With each sip, conversation, and smile
The ghosts I keep as secrets
Fade slowly into the darkness
All that matters is the present
Fuck the future
What has it ever promised me
But disappointment and anxiety
I want the feeling of not knowing
And being content with it
To dive into the possibility of now
Savoring every moment of it~
~Amber C. Smith (July 2013)
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