Brown to black

A calm and soothing colour
Resemblance bordering astonishment
Stars and people topping heads
More knowing who I am

Sitting here between my spirits
The night isn’t silent in her silence
It won’t order what to think
Breathing and inhaling thoughts

Subtle humming to weary eyes
My back creates a voice
Tightening my own realm
Fragile of state

Compelling snippets of looks
Notes of truth
Crawling to familiar

Author's Note

If you have critique/advice please be constructive