tonight

~ Pleasant Street

I feel a little lost
tonight, but
if I knew what I wanted
then I would know
which path to take
to find it
I thought I would
sit in silence

that frightening air

but it would not do
so I found
a small sanctuary
where no one
not even the birds
know me

Published by Pleasant Street

Pleasant Street appears to be stuck in 1948, via a time-machine of her own design. Around these parts people call her Rose. She is a moody poet and a frustrated writer of stories. Movie lover. Cake eater. Bread baker. She is still trying to figure out a way to use baked goods as currency.

2 thoughts on “tonight”

  1. This resonates quite a bit. Lots of emotion simmering. I hate days when nothing satisfies , whether the food or the show or the book you pick up. Sometimes silence can be soothing or deafening. Well done! Like this one a lot.

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