In this world,

beauty sweet,

it fades away;

beneath feet.

My surrender,

isn’t so weak.

In eye a tear

is a strength.

My tears my

dear they fall

upon lips as

my bed calls.

Seen clearly

hurt screams

yet in heart

calm streams.

Search night

with a candle

I ask myself if

it I can handle.

What’s for me,

in dark places?

As I try sleep,

a mind chases.