Between Monday and Tuesday

You know that awkward moment when it's technically "tomorrow" but you still haven't fallen asleep from today? The time when all your thoughts rush to your head yet you're too tired to write them down. 

That's what time it is now and as I was aimlessly playing around on my phone, I found an old poem that I actually wrote one year ago from today. It was written in response to a story a friend told me a while back. Being moved by that story, I wrote for the first time in probably a year. Since then, it has been another full year and I have not come back to writing regularly and that makes me sad. So as incentive to keep me writing (my rough, never finished piece) ... 

Through the darkness

See her gaze

Know she's out there

In a daze

And like the quiet 

After the storm

Over here

It's all done 

Words can't describe 

The pain tonight

The love that's lost

The internal fight

Loyally, 

Beth