No Need For a Silver Lining

Sliver lining?
There is none.
For my skies are not gray,
And the sun is not shining.
If anything,
Its faded black
And the sun is hiding.
Hiding from the truth
The truth about life and death.
That they are real
And that there is no infinite youth.
Oh, but there is a moon.
A symbol that someday,
And someday soon,
The tides will change.
A symbol that all these things
That seem insane
Will slowly become
A distant pain
Hidden by a scar.
So no,
I see no silver lining.
But I know

A change in the tide is comming