Fire

It burns
The bright yellow flames beckon me
Closer, it calls
The dark forbidden night awaits
And just a little fire might keep it away
There are things in the dark
That wait
With anger
With pain
They wait to pull you away
Away from hope
Away from light
The fire is my beacon
Saving me from drowning
Drowning in the sea of misery
Sea of hurt and broken dreams
Reach for the flame
But the darkness is faster
Its cold icy wind blows the fire away
And now what's left is just a void
An empty nothing
That you can never find again
And all your happiness disappears
As you get sucked into the blackness
♠ ♠ ♠
Well if you've read most of my poems you'll know that I don't always write about something happy or good and that's life I guess.