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.