Eternal Night

Eternal Night

A Poem by Charlène Boutin
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Another song I wrote describing the way I see my life right now.

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I can say today stood out from other days, the sun was so bright in the sky

I’ve felt the warmth of it against my skin, as the wind soared through my hair

But when the sun sets, I realize how short the day was

I realize I’ve lost my way, for the first time

 

This first night is starless and I wander through, blind, I am so blind

Even the moon did not want to show up, to support me, take me away

And here I am, walking alone through a night of despair

Walking alone, hopeless and bare, for the first time

 

And how will I make it out; unwanted in the light, confused and sore

I am but a child, scared of the dark, lost in her own street

 

I wandered still, and I caught a glimpse of the rising sun

I simply couldn’t believe my sore eyes; freedom was near at hand

And when the sun rises, I jump in joy at the first ray of light

I jump in joy and reach for the sun, one more time

 

And I hope to make it last; as long as possible, keep my heart out of trouble

I am but a child, naïve and lost in happiness, not really knowing when to stop

 

It nearly destroyed me when my endless day came to a brutal end

Dawn overcast deep and dark shadows before I could yell for help

And the sun sets again, and I don’t know what I’ve done wrong

And I don’t know how to be strong… without you

 

And the dark seems even darker; than it had already been, my heart cries tears of blood

I am but a child, lost in eternal night, cannot find strength to hope

 

It was hard to hope even when the sun came, would it give up on me again

I had a good day, and my heart pumped faster, and I began to hope again

But, like always, I realize my hopes had been in vain

I realize I am doomed for pain, every time

 

And the night takes me again; in its eternal pain, drowning me in the rain

I am but  a child, meant for eternal night, every day winds up there

 

And every day seems shorter, and the nights more eternal, only a vicious cycle

It seems like the eternal night shall not be bored of me, will never let me free

 

 

 

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© 2010 Charlène Boutin


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Charlène Boutin
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Very lovely, Charlene. Of course, I could expect no less from your writing and always be pleasantly rewarded.

~May you find the words

Posted 13 Years Ago


You write with such a depth of expression and rich emotions. There is that overwhelming sense of darkness that can overtake us at times. Here you let us experience that lostness... What a powerful writer you are!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Charlène Boutin
Charlène Boutin

Montréal and Val-d'Or, Canada



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