Moonlight

The warmth of the fire,

The cool of the wind,

A cold breeze goes warm,

Contradictions happen every

Single day.

Surrounded by family,

But I'm here all alone,

The branches crack and scream,

As I'm walking through the woods,

While I sit here so very still.

A song in the background,

Blasting out of the truck,

The speakers pop and crack,

Under the weight of the

Sound.

A warm hand on my shoulder,

A brush on my cheek,

Does the sound speak to me

Or am I starting to drift

Into a dream?

The moon shines so bright,

Shimmering faces surround,

Bringing light where they glance,

But the darkness,

You can feel it encroach.

As I sit here together, alone,

Surrounded by warm loving hate,

I am stuck in rejected acceptance,

Contradictions happen every

Single day.