Poetry

Friday, 8 December 2023

Ship at sea

You are  like a fire that must blow up to stay alive
Consume the wood of your surroundings
But now this bare room
Is black and charred
And I was your fuel but
You have burnt my heart away
I have no more love to give you
I have no words left to say

I know things will never change
That between us lies
a chasm and into it you've thrown
All the love of our abandon
And all the wood of my heart has kept on burning for you
But now it is a smouldering pile
of ashes without a spark

And now the room has gone black
there is nothing left for us to see
Who will light
the way between us
When the way is lost like ship at sea

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