Elucidating Questions

Gone are you gone are you missing?

The settling in of the unsettled. The setting of the sun that never sets from its point of view.

The clouds are moving in like a blanket to hold the ground, of only they would fall if only they would fall.

Night whispers of holding hands and running away, not dreaming of anything but today.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to back to truly normal,

But I can swallow what I’ve got and keep going.

It’s not a danger to anyone, even if the words I say are laced with them.

It’s not something I have control over, it is like watching a play in reverse.

The things all around me echo things all around me.

Where on earth could the safest place be?

I am safe, and that is more than some can say.

I am safe.