Longing

Amidst the dark I stood silently at the edge Belonging to the quite peace it offered Little stars glisten above Like tiny dots Glimmers a ray of hope inside... When the dark grows heavier again Consuming in its fury I find myself longing for it to come again. Perhaps the only truth that lingers.. Is the hollow sound of one breath. Syncing it's way claiming it's victory. And when it is only Few miles away from light. I silently drift apart Promising to come again When I'm longing At the crude hours of truth Silent Breeze wraps around me Chaining me to the oblivious constant of reality. Longing remains. Alone.