There is a subtle anger seething in my heart
The remedy, I know not…
How and where to make a start
Evades me I admit
Wasted days, and time so lost
thrown out upon the darkened sea
Seeking, searching, need to find
No lighthouse shines for me
For it was broken, down for good
My light snuffed out to wound
The only parts of me living still
will all be gone too soon