The Lights #poetry

Drawn to the lights


The moth burned by

the fire…


I Feel

I feel the pain,

So I’m alive,

I feel the fear,

It starts to thrive,

I feel the sun,

It warms my back,

I feel the cold,

As warmth I lack,

I feel the curse,

It makes me sick,

I feel the love,

Though it goes quick,

I feel the time,

As it ticks by,

I feel life’s tears,

I often cry,

I lose the will,

To carry on,

I fear my life,

Is almost gone