The passing by vehicles headlamps light
Beamed at the window up front at times
Disrupting the movement of thick oozing
Darkness that completed the room.
I lay on the floor motionless
Breathing, presumably not dead.
The endearing pain inside me is reminding me
Of my undead state.
I lay on the floor with a blanket
Of darkness covering me
In an other window I could see light
It’s flickering and inconsistent.
It lights up at times when
I close my eyes and it turns
Itself off when I need it the most
And darkness sets in again.
I wish that a passing by vehicle
Would stop near the window up front
And stay there all night long,
Lighting up the window with it’s beaming light
Giving me light in this dark still night.
Maybe take away some pain
From this long dead heart.
Until sun rises in the morning
And lights my world, until then
I wish the vehicle to stay there
Near the window and
Give me some temporary light.
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