Lantern.

Empty

I once had a lantern, with this flame that lit my path.
When the desolate night would fall upon me,
I'd be guided by it's warmth,
and I believed it'd always shield me from darkness.

Nineteen years it guided me but somehow
was blown out, by the powerful wind
of some great beyond.
Was I foolish to think it'd burn forever?

Sunlight can't break through this,
black and white night I'm lost in
and I keep holding on to this lantern,
containing nothing but lurid night.

If only these memories I have could illuminate,
my world like your light once did
but they aren't the same.
They still leave me lost.

No matter how much I try remember,
I'm just like the lantern in hand
empty, dark and worthless
without the light in my heart to hold.


Rest in Peace
Grandma Reiter ♥