How to Hold Heartbreak at Midnight
(or, Painting Stars Under a Starless Umbrella)
When love tilts you past your zenith
facing the dark side,
take a stroll beyond the manicured wall
where the sky is darkest.
Leave aimless tracks,
purposely planted for finding balance.
Choose midnight, when the sky is deep
and things become more clear,
when everything light
pops into place.
Let your mind orbit itself,
turning inside and out—
as many thoughts as the stars
twinkle.
Watch your heart wrinkle
as silver sparkles sprinkle,
shrinking into the distance.
Become just a pilgrim of time and gravity,
turning your cheek
meek,
accepting what turns under an umbrella
of painted lights.
Melt into the starless night.
Be wary—your mind will become a vice,
wanting to fool
the heart twice.
Don't turn from the midnight mirror,
from the light it holds in darkness.
Remember this truth:
love dissolved
and everything turns dark
in time.
But where there is darkness
there is always light
to make it so.
In the morning, when things are not as clear
and the coffee is dark roasted,
practice this:
picture painted stars
under a starless umbrella.
About the Creator
Pixel Floyd
I write poetry. Inspired by the undefined spaces where words take their chances.


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