Candlelight

In a cold, dark winternight
I fill my heart with candlelight.
I watch the flame flicker slightly
and hug my pillow, oh so tightly.
And all I hear are rushing feet,
still going past me in the street.

I see the candle light the room,
but not enough to fade the gloom.
The gloom, that's filling up my heart,
still is tearing my soul apart.
I hide my face, hold back the tears,
it's been like this, too many years.

I look at the clock, time flows by,
I watch it tick, as the minutes fly.
One moment, I blow out the candle,
the dark is something I can't handle.
Full of doubt I lay my head,
the next moment, I'm already dead.
Jan. 2013