.comThe flame that ilumenates
the darkness away
will burn forever.
But..... I cannot see it.
It's gone.
Diseppeared.
Left my life.
How will I see in the dark?
To breath I need to see,
but I can't see.
Does that mean I can't breath?
Now I am scared.
People come and go,
walking in the darkness,
noise is all the make,
sometimes very close to me.
I am writing this in my head.
But how will I remember?
I need a light to shine,
to show me the way.
Trailing my hand along the rock.
Endless tunnels go on and on,
I can't see the end
because I don't have a candle.
Wet.
Under my hand.
Not water but.....
Blood! I think.
I run.
Faster and faster.
I need to find the end.
Nothing but rock tunnels
I slam into something soft,
human flesh,
a man's chest.
I scream.
The light is gone.
I'm blind
Death is welcome now,
It means no more fear.
The End
Lost Light
Um, well, I guess this poem actually kinda has a story line, unlike other poems I have written. So....... enjoy, I guess....Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
