The one thing I want slips through my grasp.
All that remained has been lost with one last gasp.
The rope has been broken but the wound is still there.
How do you expect me to live without any air?
I have been lost for so very long...
Will you find me before everything else goes wrong?
You tell me I have a light inside of me.
But you are the Lantern that allows me to see.
A Broken Dawn-Ashley N. Arwood