Subtle Anger in My Heart

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

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