Where is the Light?

Where is the Light?

A Poem by OctoberDawn

Bodies are burning and days are the ash
A soft death I feel; my heart is mere glass.
Transparent but dim, where are the hands,
I thought would dig deeper, is this all part of the "plan".

Where is the Light when the dark rules supreme?
Is this truly the life that I thought I would lead?
Where is the guidance which denies the open air,
Do I simply not matter, or does he simply not care?

Hands are still quavered, this much is the truth.
My thoughts still unravel as my hope is now loosed.
This back and forth is not something I cherish,
One day when I'm gone even thoughts will lose merit.

If this is the light that I thought ruled supreme,
Then what kind of life should I try to lead.
The only guidance that rings in my desolate ears,
Is the sound of the hopeless as their eyes fill with tears.


© 2012 OctoberDawn

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Added on October 26, 2012
Last Updated on October 29, 2012




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