Tragedy

Tragedy in your eyes of jade,

Glimpsed

Through the half-closed veil.

Tragedy, I say,

In the echo of a word

You’ve not spoken.

My sleep is reduced to

An unsettling silence,

Haunted by languid dreams.

The never-ending night

Questions my sanity...

...challenging me to dare.

In all honest darkness,

Why not?

by Jason R. Forbus