Lights
Lights are flickering
Hand shakes like meadows in a windy day
Thoughts crushing his head
Thoughts filled with regrets,shame and anger
Breathing like a 60 year old
Working like a young man
A vision he had for himself, lost
Remembering them, impossible
like trying to remember a good dream
A dream better than life
But he keeps going
To the unknown?
Or to the depths of darkness
Does he pick up the light?
Or does he go deeper and deeper
Does he find a courage?
Or watch his life fly away
A battle greater than any war is happening in him
Maybe he makes a promise to better himself
But he already broke most of his promises
To himself
To others
He smokes from time to time
He promised he'd never pickup a cigarette
He stopped his dreams
He promised he'd never do that
Is he a 60 year old regretting his past
Or a young man afraid of whats to come
For now
He sits there
Emotionless
Eyes fixed on nothingness
He sees light flickering away
Does he pick it up?
Or does he walk away.