NaPo 04-17-2012

Today,

I found some comfort in you

Something so bright,

Something I know to be true.

They told you it was a lie,

You said you wanted to die.

Now that you see your reflection,

what does it mean for you and I?

A rose,

A gun,

A flicker of light, maybe?

It is only your trueness

And your sincerity

That I most aptly desire. 

—-

today’s was not very good, true. But then again, none of them really are.