The Light Must Be On
After all the years it’s still with me,
That fear that clutches in the night
The vulnerable spots of my Soul –
And there must be constant Light.
There even into the morning’s sunrise
The room which is my only world
A table light must continue its glow
To feed ravenous thoughts unfurled.
Whence came this awful curse of mind?
What mockery didst I make of Life
To cause thought demons to visit me thus?
To bring such monsters of strife?
Was it a childhood devoid of care and love?
A child’s witness to life’s vulgar showing?
The vagaries of unbridled behavior?
The bleak, lonely child’s unknowing?
Didst come with nature’s random imprint?
This ugly mistake with no remedy?
Whatever its symptoms my life goes on
And I fear that I still wish to be!
@Billy Ray Chitwood – April 15, 2018
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