Silver and Cold

As the sun sets low in the night sky, thoughts of us began to rise with the moon bringing the melancholy atmosphere along with it. Rain begins to drip off of the rooftop as clouds began to cover my mind. A vision was seen of us standing against the tide of disbelievers, but now slowly fades away with light of the sun. Days go by without notice, and I’m left standing in a wake of sorrow that I cannot escape. The night is silver and silent, it is silver and cold. A low cloud of depression caught me in its path and now hangs low over my head. It’s always raining in my head, I’m just a little boy trapped inside. I cry out for attention, yet I always hide from your guidance. Screams on the inside can’t be heard, only fake smiles can be seen that give off false hope. So that you may live your life as well as can be, without worrying about me. She left and there’s no coming back to me now. All those promises made in the dark and somber silence now break the silence of the night. Silent tears fell down your face as you spoke those words that stabbed my heart a thousand times. Stained with these memories I wake every morning to an empty bed and hurt a little more knowing you were once mine. But I must move on, because you’re never coming back to me.