night runs to day

light chases the dark

 is the pain receding

what approaches over the horizon?




the time of evening starlight fades

the lamps grow dim

in the approaching new dawn

show me where it hurts?



turning westward

facing my fading shadow

as a new dawn rips it from me

splitting me in two



what is lost might not be found

I feel the void upon my thoughts

I contemplate the other side

as I wait for

.... paradise?

© 2018 michael d emmerich