Tonite
by Rachel Teoh


. I sit and cry into the darkness, feeling nothing inside
a feeling that remains forever until even my tears have died
. i am afraid of what i have done, wasting away on my own
. watching and feeling and hurting - destroying all i have known
. into the still air i cry, as silence turns into walls
. that trap me within all my thoughts, that harden against all my falls
. a rooftop now looms above me, my blue sky has darkened to black
. i look up as thunder comes crashing
. there's nowhere that i can turn back
. it burns at the touch of my skin as i cower from flames that still fly
. i wait for my time of resurrection, i drown in my mind as i die
. inside my four walls i sit here, a poison that burns in your heart
. my black and my blue sky revolving, awaiting new lifetimes to start
. a life that i can escape living, a death that i want to do right
. for once in my life there is one thing
. that will be completed tonight.

Copyright © 1999 by Rachel Teoh
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