The sun sets on another day…
Sunset was full of misty rain that covered the horizon and me, every time I was outside. Still, there was a beauty in the mist, and for a moment there was sun. Sometimes a moment is enough.
As a person who has been in IT a long time I have amassed a lot of computers. AS I sit here tonight I am going through yet another to determine if it has value, and wipe the drive. Before I do so I always read in everything on the drive, and look over what I find. It is fun.
Sometimes I find very little, sometimes I find a lot. Tonight I split with both a blank drive, and a single poem on a drive. It is there I sometimes find a gem, and there I sometimes realize that having my writing copied to the cloud gives me one place to find things.
So here is something small to read:
Empty
How can I feel so empty when my life has been so full
The feeling is all around me and I think it feels absurd
I love so deep its scary, without worry rhyme or care
and still the moment finds me and i find it very dull
Why can you not feel me when I feel you all the time
I found a time that suits me and it makes me feel undone
I love so deep its scary, without care or even concern
How can I find solace, when I can’t even find a rhyme
This poem I wrote for you now, but you would only laugh
I feel you morning noon and night, but time is always gone
I loved so deep its scary, without care and now its lost
How can I trust another when you tore my soul in half
If early in the morning, or deep in darkest night
The emptiness is gone now, and my time no longer hurts
I love so deep its scary, but now I love myself
and if I fall in love again, it may not be worth the fight
So as the sun sets on another day, obviously all my days weren’t sunny. A long time ago, and now the drive is gone, only the poem remains. I found my way and you can too, love as you can but mostly, be you every day, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and love deeply…