I watched unprepared
as my candle went out
The light is now gone
No more shadows or doubt
I am lost as the darkness sets in
It's nest is made quickly
As it moves from within
Maybe if I had bought more matches or a lighter that works
She wouldn't be here to linger
exposing my quirks.
I search for days but
find only a broken wick
and to light it with nothing-
The magician's best trick
The power lies somewhere within me I know
As I am no longer doubtful or missing
For even the dimmest of lights will surely lead to home