the sun, eclipsed by sorrow
freezing in the lonliness
i reach to the sky to find love
i find only that i am lost
further than i had thought
harder i try, harder it is
i am left chasing butterflies
winged dreams just out of reach
always wanted but never attained
if only i could grow wings
and fly high to be near her
but here i stay hands outstretched
ground falling from beneath me
saturated by the tears i shed
buried by words that are hidden
suffocating beneath all these doubts
claw my way through the the pain
fingers stripped to the bone
will i make it to the top
get out of this pit alive
feel the sun's warmth again
or have i found a grave to call my own.
by john m
