One Candle In The Room

Wind tortured, no guard
to divert bad choices. Darkness
is promised. Flicker, gutter, 
go out. 
You were the one brightness
in the room. No match or lighter
waiting in the corners to
rescue you because darkness
conspired to steal your 
light and gently consume
your fire.
Wind tortured, wind cursed,
the choice to be warm 
and illuminate ends here.
Darkness was too strong 
an adversary. Flicker,
gutter, go out.

© allets 2023
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