A light bulb flickered.
I sat and waited for it to turn on, in this dark basement.
Hoping for light, day after day;
searching for any, and every, replacement.
I never even realized a lantern was in my lap.
I oiled the wick- saturated it, with a lit match
The taunting fire led me to giving up, on the light bulb,
seeing that it was no longer essential.
Mesmerized by the dancing light,
This was my hope.
Finding it must have been more than coincidental.
I didn't take to mind though, the broken cracks.
Missing pieces on the outside of the lanterns' glass.
So, as I stood to begin to search the unknown, with it.
I took 3 steps and the wind obliterated it.
Obliterated the fire.
The one I made with the only match I had.
Darkness engulfed me.
And it seems, we were now back to that- to the beginning.
I shuffled my feet to the corner, again.
Covering my eyes.
Covering my tears.
From the prospect, I once had, now stolen.
A light bulb flickered.
I sat and waited for it to turn on, in this dark basement.
Hoping for light, day after day;
searching for any, and every, replacement.
And it seems, we were now back to that- to the beginning.
I shuffled my feet to the corner, again.
Covering my eyes.
Covering my tears.
From the prospect, that I once had, now stolen.
A light bulb flickered
I sat and waited for it to turn on, in this dark basement.
Hoping for light, day after day;
searching for any, and every, replacement.
And it seems, we were now back to that- to the beginning.
A light bulb flickered
I sat and waited for it to turn on, in this dark basement.
Hoping for light, day after day;
searching for any, and every, replacement.
Instead, out of my impulsive frustration,
My heart beat harder,
as I jumped up and fiercly fled to the lightbulb
with zero hesitation,
I knocked over a chair, I didn't know was there,
and realized I now had the unpleasant sensation
of a dry mouth.
Finally, still holding the amount of agitation,
I smashed the light bulb,with my fist.
& watched it s l o w l y d i e o u t.