#WritcoPoemPrompt81
When the sky is gray, it's going to rain,
When the sky is bright, everything's going to be alright,
And when it's dark,
Our times will fade into the past.

A past filled with misery,
Leaving me feeling a little dizzy.
A haunting dream,
I want to forget so bad,
It just makes me so sad,
It always does.

The thought of it breaks my heart,
Aching, tearing me apart,
But amidst this pain, a glimmer I find,
A flicker of hope, gentle and kind.

For in the darkest hour, stars emerge,
Whispering solace, as shadows surge.
Guiding me towards a path anew,
Where wounds may heal, and dreams pursue.
© coleyyy