My seeping eyes reflect

Twilight’s shadows.

Footsteps unseen in the rain and sorrow’s river drips and falls and

Leaves no trace of sorrow’s pain.

The day breaks with stark white light and cleaves my heart as

Only in shadow does the hope remain.

Reality’s light seals his fate.

To be, to stand and weep no more, his hand to brush away the pain.

To be is all that stands between us as

Sorrow steals its icy grip and seeping eyes are still.

2/12

MC