#CURTAINS

The things we do,
And the things we don't.

If only we could
Then the world would be hopeful
And a lot easier
A lot brighter
But then... Do we?

And the question says it all
So that means we don't want to hope
We push away the light
Keeping curtains over the window of hope

We want to hope
But yes we find excuses to not

And the darkness is comfortable
But one day it starts to become suffocating
The comfortable curtain become a noose,
To strangle the life breath out
But still we bury ourselves deeper into it.

There are people that might
Hold out a helping hand of hope
And yet we cling to the darkness,
Even if it suffocates us to the point of madness.

We put heavier curtains to block out the light
We spin the yarns of darkness

And continue gazing longingly at
That little chink in the curtain,
Like a chink in our armor
Through which hope filters and beckons

Maybe one day we'll throw back the blinds,
And let the hope flood us but today
The suffocating darkness is our companion.

#comfortzones

Inspired by a conversation with KashishBelikov #midnightmusings