a candle lit
   in the wind and rain
hard to sleep
   when the windows
are buffeted with
       drops of doubt
blows of insecurity
      night at times
I seek
   find in their shouts
snuffing my dreams
     my screams
no one answering
       dark and wicks
burnt down too
        far to re-light!
Time ever
     unendingly
dark obscene,
          yet what I seek?