These delicacies, they taste like ash.
The ringing bells sound so brash;
The joyous laughter loud and hard.
I barely play the part.
The love of friends – a burning hole
Singeing heart and mind and soul;
Leaves me feeling charred and weak.
I do not dare to speak
What’s really going on inside
Because I want to keep some pride.
I’ll shrink inside myself some more.
Where is my paramour?
My former love is old and worn,
Threadbare fabric almost torn,
It’s not enough to keep me warm
On these my desperate nights;
But I will stay the fight,
And seek renewing source of light
Descending from on high.


3 thoughts on “Light

  1. mamaschinsky says:

    Beautiful! And I love your new background 🙂

  2. Fairlie says:

    OF COURSE, this is beautiful. Never stop writing and getting those feelings out! I feel your pain, sweet pea! I love you!

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