Another untitled poem

Yes, I know I seem to be posting nothing but poems at the moment but I have to post what come to mind and, at the moment, that's poetry.  This is a poem I wrote last night by candlelight.  I hope you like it.

Flickering candlelight

The deathly silence of the night

I’m all alone and feeling hollow

As another pill I swallow

And hope it somehow achieves its goal

To banish the darkness from my soul.

I watch the flickering candle flame

From second to second never quite the same

Representing the light that my life lacks

And creating patterns in melting wax

Burning low to a waxy pool

Until there is no flame at all.

Silence deep, an almost tangible thing

Swooping down on night’s dark wing

I sit alone and dream and wonder

As my world is torn asunder

By forces that I can’t control

That wish to feed on my very soul.

As darkness takes me in its embracing arms

I relish all its morbid charms

A taste of future ultimate Oblivion

For I am an abyssal scion

My home will be eternal night

With fading dreams of candlelight.

© Myles Cook, 19/11/2010

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