dark days

dark days have found their way back to me.
they weave their way in out and out of my life
like thread in a blanket to cover up the stars
in the sky. in my eyes.

as summer takes its dying breath
i feel burned.
tearing my room apart, looking for
that lesson learned

and it seems to be nowhere near,
only the shouting resistance inside
when i first laid eyes on it,
and how i should've listened.

it takes everything i've got
not to shout to the open air
of the wrong you've done me
when all i tried to be was right

now darkness fills the room,
a shadow of my stolen trust
an undercurrent eager to pull me under
while i search for the good,
the lesson that makes all this shit worthwhile