Lost GlowA Poem by Val W. CaineEveryone has a glow: the illumination that brightens our day. Inside, outside.
Each second seems pronounced
But falls on deaf ears. Time has no meaning in this world of tears. A shuddering sigh, Another passing night. The slow pulse of my lava lamp provides the only light. Outside the city tears itself apart in chaos And I'm stuck here in my room, thinking about us. Alone, I stare blindly (it's the state I'm in) at the ceilings and walls: I realize what stares back are my sins. The air mattress in the corner seems inviting, but cold. The dull ache in my chest has made me start to feel old. Students and lovers, Joy, laughter and tears: You took your bag and left, Leaving me alone with your fear. So I'll stay in the room we shared, Lock the door, stay by the window In this bed we shared, Waiting to find my lost glow. © 2010 Val W. CaineAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 16, 2010 Last Updated on May 16, 2010 AuthorVal W. CaineAboutI'm an aspiring film writer, though for now film projects are a work in progress. I've written film shorts, and stages plays, but when I feel like relaxing I settle back and write poems. I'm majoring .. more..Writing
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