Knot

So much is too dark

It was the longest day ever, yesterday

And all I've done is search manically for the light. 

I was happy that blue eyes never fell on my eyes with black bags underneath as I swallowed tears that so many times felt determined to escape my lashes. 

I wouldn't allow it - I just couldn't. 

Not today. 

The pit in my stomach raged like fire 

But as the day passed it became smaller. 

A knot. 

But it tied me up as tightly as it could have in its boney, self-centered fingers. I fell to its grey music too many times. 

All I needed was the usual hero. But that was standing underneath its own rain cloud. Consumed in its own self. 

The amount of loneliness was new and all too terrible. 

So now you see...maybe 

Just how important the light really was. Is. 

And in the end, I found the fragment of it.