Midnight Mourning




I want to believe in love

Just like how the midnight 

Believed in the warmth of the sun. 

But to let go of this rage

Is like walking through 

the fire with all the pain. 


Believing in you was like licking

the frosting off my favorite cake.

So sinful sweet, it hurt my teeth. 

You are to blame for this cruel game. 

Am I guilty of whispering your name?


I cried out to God asking," How come?"

It is not like I am his unfortunate son. 

Yet here I am crucified

To a heart that never gave a damn. 

I asked again, "How come?!"

All I ever wanted to do 

Was know the warmth of the sun. 

-Ashlae Grisham 2021 




  

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