I shake my head in wonder.
The night is still so young
yet I am tired to the bone
because of what was done.
I look to the sky for inspiration
the falling sun giving none.
Why do I question
what I know has no reason?
It has happened before,
it will happen again,
and here I am
waiting for the end.
Taking a deep breath
I give in to the fact,
it is what it is
and I cannot change that.

Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes

This prompt is from Annie’s website Writing Outside the Lines.