Blue Wednesdays

The hours ran away
Like sand in the wind.
Two ships waited in the yard;
I was stuck there in between.

How far do I go in search
Of something so elusive?
How many sleepless nights
Hunched over black screens?

My Titanic set sail without me
To the country of my dreams,
While I stood on the docks
And waved her goodbye.

Dining at the head of an empty table
Once so full of love and laughter,
I saw the ghosts of bygone days;
Places and people, now forbidden.

Some days are perfect
Like sunshine and rainbows.
Some days the darkness
Will swallow me whole.
But I can get through it
If all I have is a hand to hold.

Maybe, just maybe, the world
Does get a little brighter
Every time you pet a kitten,
Or smile at a stranger;
Every time you paint with pretty colours,
Or every time you hug your lover.

Until then, only until then,
Today is just another Blue Wednesday. 

Dying Fire

The clock struck twelve
And the world rejoiced;
In that one moment, 
I bid you goodbye. 

For two long winters, I held on tight
Three summers; blissful and light
I knew it would end; one day, one night, 
Though I held on with all my might. 

As autumn fled, the fiery blaze
Dimmed its light, retained its warmth. 
I brought the firewood, you brought yourself;
With you, came the cold, hard winds. 

With my empty lighter and broken matchsticks
I tried to breathe life, though you were long gone. 
I never understood why you left me hanging;
I gathered the embers all on my own.

I no longer carry wood to a dead pyre. 
I tried my best, now I'm letting go. 
You know who you are; I pass you the lighter;
It's up to you now to rekindle the fire.