a song in the dark (poem)

I laugh too much and too loud
the false note ringing in my head
but inaudible to another’s ears
drowning out the
knife inside my chest
with forced amusement
like painting a crumbling wall
or whistling in the dark

the pyramids still stand
so why shouldn’t I walk away
with a smile in my future and
a seed of hope
like a spark in the night
why shouldn’t there be
a crown somewhere ahead or
at the very least
a rosebush
thorns and all

no one can go through life
without a prayer and a promise
no one should go through life
like this
without a flower in her hand
without a bird on the roof

the rose fingered dawn
is always up ahead and

one day
it will come to you
and then to me
and the laughter will be real
and the sunshine will be ours

one day
maybe
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© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this poem in any way, shape or form without my written permission.

a song in the dark (poem)

Sybille Sterk

Cambridge, United Kingdom

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© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this in any way, shape or form without my written permission.

The power of hope.

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