You are no more the light
You are no more the light
You are no more the light I first perceived in you,
But now the phantom that invades my sleepless nights;
No more the staff you proffered when first we spoke,
But now the heavy stones that weigh my pockets
As I wade into the icy sea of my despair
You were my lifeline; my floating branch
That offered itself to my clutching hand,
My weakening grasp.
You were my oasis in an arid wasteland;
But you were yet a shimmering shade,
Unsubstantial as the spectre that visits me
In my darkest night,
That croucher by my lonely bed
Who offers empty promises to my desolate soul.
This is one of a trio of poems that come roughly within the category of “Poems of Despair”.
The other poems can be found at Winter's Come. and 'Chasm'