Black

Walking in the darkness
searching for a speck of light
and when you find it,
you see its already
being used for lighting
someone else's way.


No stars in the sky,
no moon to guide
no light in my hand,
just a tear in my eye,
there's nothing left to hide
and nothing at all to see
the book lies open
right in front of me,
and yet I wait for a light
to read the book
because the black refuses
to let me see...