Out of Reach

Illustration by Chon Gotti

There is a light within me, slowly getting dim 

I see the light, so warm and bright 

I see it there as it glows in the dark 


I reach out my hands to feel its warmth 

But the light was too far  

Out of touch 


I look at the glow 

And that’s when I see it 

The small dark hole in the light 


Within me the hole begins to grow 

And the light slowly dims 


I reach out my hand 

Try to keep the glow 

But it is too late 


The light begins to fade 

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