Dark Refrains

Searching

The lamp is casting its tepid glow into the room tonight,
The open window is letting the World's collects into my mind,
The radio is bellowing out some sad lovesong
To chill the heart in a second,
And my eyes are searching aimlessly for some
warm light to cheer up cold thoughts.

The empty wine-bottle sits by the bed,
The alcoholic blood has rushed to my head,
So here I lay searching desperately for some
warm light to cheer up cold thoughts.

Each piece of the smashed mirror reflects
untrue images back into the room
as the candle light fades to death,
The tears have frozen upon my cheeks
below bloodshot eyes
That are searching madly for some
warm light to cheer up cold thoughts.

       © 22/7/97