A Light That Never Came

The fuse ran out and the bomb blew,
And another dark storm appeared, another challenge for me to go through.

It's like an old broken record stuck on repeat,
In my bare feet I must travel down this dark, glass covered street.

When the clouds get too thick, when my mind goes bleak,
I'd look up and feel soft rain drip onto my cheek.

Darkness would always be there, it wouldn't miss a beat,
I'll get through this long dark broken street.

I guess I expected too much, to be saved by a light,
It's just too much, I've given up the fight.

There's nothing you can do when all the lights go out,
No one can hear my desperate shouts.

I will walk this long road, I will make my last stand,
Life doesn't always go as planned.

Don't pity me, just leave me to my shame,
I've waited for a light that never came.

Reviews

[Darrieux]

I just read your poem "A Light That Never Came" and I find it alittle unsetteling to say the least. Maybe instead of looking outward for a "light" (that will surly never come) you might try looking inward where all lights flicker but just need to be fed. Best of luck in your journey...

[Edward]

Thank you for your feedback :)

[Sami Khalil]

"will walk this long road, I will make my last stand,
Life doesn't always go as planned.

Don't pity me, just leave me to my shame,
I've waited for a light that never came. "

I pity the fool but not a good writer...Bravo..................