It is hard to see
The sun through the storm clouds, but
It is always there.
Pretty words to hear,
But so much harder to feel,
To believe in them.
Sometimes the world is
Just darkness, nothingness, a
Void that swallows you.
Knowledge and belief
Don’t always walk hand-in-hand.
Today, I don’t feel.
(Or do I feel too much?)
© The Lightning Tower, 2020