in this despairingly dark place
i am lost, trying to wander
somewhere that is not here
with my last, i set the match asunder
its flame glows quietly in my trembling hand
its warmth fills me with comfort
stars could not compare
nor anything of the sort
then it goes out
and i am left wandering once again
wandering through this tunnel
searching for the light at the end
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Raindrops
Poetry"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016
