Poems/My

My Fading Light

I feel terrible...wish I had enough light.

I can't go on, without enough light.

Slipping thrpugh dark curtains.

Dodging rays of light.

Light is fading, and I won't stop it.

Darkness protects me, from the light's ridicule.

But, I've become numb, in the frigid air of the dark.

The fire lit inside is doused by a rain of darkness.

The solitary light remains no more.

Lone Wolf1990 03:13, December 11, 2009 (UTC)