Monday, April 1, 2019

Liquid Light

Light headed and infected
The cancer grows
Praying it slows
Or retreats

I'm exhausted
Dark circles
Almost purple
Needing sleep

A more relaxed lifestyle calls
A tropical island awaits
Sunlight on my face
Eating exotic fruits all day

The dark here is unbearable
But the tropical light
Lets me push on, push forward
Even for one more night.

On the island, there is no fight
The moon and stars shine bright
And the clean air purifies me
As my body is filled with liquid light.