Skies and Fireflies

Siena Adwere-Boamah, Author

Skies and Fireflies

 

Beneath the skies and fireflies,

Tears fall from your eyes like raindrops

 

And the air hangs heavy like sweet molasses,

It threatens to pull us down

 

Thoughts swirling and spinning inside my head,

Hurricane in my mind, I can never hide

 

And now my weary spirit splits in two,

As I watch myself slowly fall

 

The once howling wind will start to dull,

But as it leaves it steals my soul

 

And I am left to walk alone,

Among the shadows, on my own

 

Walk this cursed path till the ground runs red,

And my body trembles with ice and terror

 

The boiling rage, replaced by frost in my veins,

As the stars taunt me from above

 

Eyes blurring, drops cascading down,

And I am slipping

 

Melting away, 

decomposing into this peaceful ground

 

To make way for the tulips that will bloom, 

Tomorrow