I found this poem as I was going through my old works recently and I don't think I've shared it before. It didn't have a date on it, but I'm tempted to say that it was probably on a day I was struggling with my diabetes, or just high school in general. I am so happy and grateful that I having loving family and friends who don't "leave me in the shadows."
"The Dawn of the Question"
Tonight I commune with shadows,
because I was left alone,
Again.
They smile their twisted lips
that whisper in the wind
those things I long have wished to hear;
They know me well,
and speak directly to my soul.
But God's light flickers on
and calls me home before they consume my flesh.
So I walk out under
the starry night sky,
and ask that eternal question:
Why?