All we have is right now
7am and no sleep. The sky looked beautiful this morning
The only truth
in this life is death
and how you manage
to carry that heavy shadow
without losing your will to live.
Everyone will try
to persuade you, one way
or another, because nobody is
comfortable in their own skin when they know it’s all temporary—
like a summer romance.
We all live in a cocoon
that’s surrounded by a secure fog,
to blur out reality and all the misery
that would drive anyone mad,
but one day it will all be erased
by a soft ray of the Sun’s truth.