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Elizabeth Jones

The candle in my heart holds no light.
The only thing I feel is the darkness of the night.
I feel no love. I feel no care.
As if my lungs can not take in air.
The mist in my eyes refuses to come out.
I have no will to move about.
I feel like a fish without the sea.
This darkness continues to haunt me.
Light is near, but yet so far away.
Why am I made to feel this way?
Please do not tell me that I am mistaken,
Because my light has been taken.
My voice has failed. My hearing is gone.
I don't have any real place to belong.
How long will this night last,
Before I can put this darkness in the past?

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