Joy Is Lately Lacking

A beautiful flame on a match head danced
I wished to keep it burning for all time
Welling tears tore my eyes, my grey heart winced
And my self-formed fall extinguished the flame
Never to see eternal fire but in hell

Almost a fantasy, nearly a dream
Flooded my mind as a cloud would the land
Shelters seemed to seep with drops of grey gloom
And isolated hours bled my mind
Lying in a stricken state, I fell

All in an instant, all in a flash
With nothing to hold me I dared to move
Beyond. I cried, I cringed, tears creased my flesh
As I wept, as I stepped on past stones of love
"It's no use!" my soul seemed to yell
And my meek mouth muttered "J-I-L-L"
And my meek mouth muttered "J-I-L-L"



Credits
Writer(s): Rory B
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