This is something I wrote at two in the morning a few months back.I wasn’t actually mourning for some recent loss,but the overflowing feelings I felt at that time poured onto the paper,and before I knew,it turned out to be two stanzas of turmoil,pain,tears and finally,hope!
At 8’o clock,
When home,I reach
My double personality,
Falls down in a heap.
I’m no longer trying to hide,
The pain that’s constantly there in my eyes.
My soul is bared for all to see.
During the day,
My lips smile while my heart weeps.
Now my soul’s shroud flies away,
I cry cry cry,
Throughout the night,
The darkness melts away.
Slowly the night passes,
And when dawn breaks,
I have nothing left to hide.
My naked-raw soul has mourned enough!