good evening and good morning, in honesty.

i am learning

anew

every night

to 

wrap myself 

in Sorrow

and Mystery

and Solitude

and Silence

and 

sigh myself

to bed

where

Loneliness

waits for me.

i am learning

anew

every morning

to

staple a sparkle to my eyes,

a laugh to my lips,

and a wiggle to my walk

and pretend

sunshine is everywhere

and there is no snow

over my toes.

but then the nighttime comes,

and i lounge into frostbite

that covers the windowpains

of my soul and

stains my fingers blue.

such a lovely color.

such a lonely place.