I burn candles all day and all night.
I can see better without the light,
so I keep them lit to dim my sight;
hellbent memories are scorched bright white,
and in the fire I love the lie.
Smokescreens billow towards the sky
so I can’t see you; I too am blind--
what is missing here after all this time?
I mourn and curse you, light of my life
because your love was never mine.
Can I be your sunshine, your sunshine
creeping and revealing every side?
Can I be your sunshine, sunshine
beaming through the canopy, alive?
Will you ever love me in this life?
I invoke the Sun, all day, all night,
so I can’t see you; I too am blind--
what is missing here after all this time?
I mourn and curse you, light of my life
because your love was never mine.
About the Creator
Sara Wynn
Poetry is my language, and Earth is my playground.
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