The sun slowly breaks

through the clouds above

and the rays bleed down

gripping land like a glove.

The ominous clouds

sail on their way

and the darkness is chased

to lands far, far away.

For just one moment,

all is calm and right

but the next storm is coming,

so hang on to the light.

© Autumn Siders 2016

This mask I wear,

I wear it with pride

so you’ll never know

the secrets I hide.

You don’t know who I am

even if you think you do,

so don’t presume to know me

when you haven’t got a clue.

© Autumn Siders 2016

“I’ll remember of course,”

says my vibrant young brain

since memories are forever,

more permanent than pain.

But the years attack fiercely

as I heard they would

and pain is what remains;

I’d remember you if I could.

© Autumn Siders 2016

I wish I could strike up the band

and have them play

that same sweet melody

as when we met that day.

But, I know deep down,

it would just not be the same

since the notes now fall flat

and the band is not to blame.

© Autumn Siders 2016

It’s not just sex

of this I am sure

for what pulls me to you

there is no cure;

not that I would take it

even if there were

since my addiction is strong

and my drug, so pure.

© Autumn Siders 2016

I long to write the words

that are so pure and true

and move just a single soul

as only words can do.

If only they could flow

freely from my pen

and save a lonely soul

from something it has been.

A hero I would be

yet I would never know

but the life that carries on

could help another soul.

© Autumn Siders 2016