Young Writers Society

the long summer rays have drifted away
and i am left here to feel their warmth slowly fade
did i make them miss my touch
a little bit too much
did they simply not want to stay
i close my eyes and sigh as they stray
aqua rolls down onto my neck
i never said that i wouldn't cry
when i said goodbye to your sunshine
i was in denial for all this time
and i never said goodbye
dear sunshine

i miss your soft winds and it took me too long to realize
the way they held me up was all that kept me from falling
i can still feel the ghosts of them breathing
you are good enough
i hope you still lift others up
tell me is your wind still blowing
in the four corners of this earth
i cant go on not knowing
do you have any idea how it hurts

ive replaced you with a wishing well
i keep looking into its depths
i could dive in oh
how i wish i was well
but i can tell you im okay for now
i replaced you with a wishing well
i tossed my heart into its depths
i tried to hide it from your sunlight
buried in eternal night
i cant hide in my wishing well
no matter how hard i try
i keep getting stabbed
when i least expect it
by shafts of beloved sunlight
how can i wish to be well
when i cant throw a coin

i think ive been wishing myself hell
and my hearts burning is case and point
i tried drowning in this wishing well
but i kept coming up alive
i hold my breath in this wretched well
but i dont know what im waiting on

will i emerge from the well
to someone elses sunlight
or will i become the moon
paler still; in comparison to you
i think i may become the moon

we already look alike
pale and with a million scars
we both cant face the sun
out of fear or out of habit
we probably have both hurt somone
that we wish we hadnt