R

The White

Things have been hard in your life
Cut through the white with a knife.
 
Draw the white into your nose
Trying to lift you from your lows.
 
Then things move in the dead of night
Movement sharp on the edge of light.
 
Sounds of things that are not there
And once again you begin to scare.
 
So one more line and one more fear
You’ll never get away from here.
©ronvdm777
June 2020
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