The Darkness Where I Lie
Witness now the darkening sky,
leaves of autumn darting by,
red so pure, they make me cry,
against the blackness where I lie.
At dusk the sky is oddly lit,
clouds of gray with purple bits,
heavy sky, as I sit,
wondering when my heart will quit.
Morbid thoughts match the scene,
as I against my pillows lean,
in life and death, I'm in between,
the sky, I think, knows what I mean.
Copyright © Danielle White | Year Posted 2009
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