When Night Blankets the Eyes

by Danielle   Feb 26, 2005


I drove past the place my breath first caught
Where I used to keep my memories locked

And as I got out and crossed the meadow
I let the wind catch everything I used to know

I felt the cool evening air brush against my skin
As I took all the pain I was lost at where to begin

I looked beyond just the extraordinary ocean breeze
That once soothed my broken heart with ease

As these feelings have taken over me
Escape, I had found, had become my new remedy

I slowly walked, under the starry-night sky
And wondered again if I’d have to say good-bye

To all these shadowed figures that I know inside
I cried out in envy and try not to hide

I sat down and let the sand spread over my hands
I laid, staring at the moon in attempt to understand

My emotions had certainly swarmed my mind
So much that happiness I was unable to find

I washed away the loose grains between my fingers
While the foggy haze that surrounded me still lingered

The presence I once felt around my shattered silhouette
Used to gently piece back together the horrible regret

I quickly got up, shaken by what my heart sought
And ran back to the place my breath had first caught

For a moment I thought you might be there for sure
To help me through this pain I had to endure

But I found this time you had run further away
And left me exposed for more than just yesterday

While I was torn from all the pain I was going through
I thought about everything we had that was true

I discovered there was nothing new to create
It was there all the time, and not a moment too late

I had that same old dock to walk along
And that meadow to cross when I was wrong

I had the sandy beach to lie down beside
And the starry night to blanket my eyes

That’s enough for everyone, and I have come to know
Whenever, where ever I go, I’ll never be walking alone

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  • 19 years ago

    by Elizabeth Ann

    This passion you elude is potent and sure, and I'm sure all of your fans would be searching for your goal with you were we able to exclaim with such passion as yours.
    Love is the ambrosia of pleasure, and life where eternal helps us escape mortality.

  • 19 years ago

    by Amit

    ~ lovely write, danielle. write on :)
    ~ take care, 5! always believe in love ~amit