Darkness

A random poem

A dark cloud circles me,
I feel it shooting, causing my pain,
Each time you leave it grows,
I think it will eventually drain
Me, of the life inside,
Of the memories and dreams,
That float inside my heart,
Like little strays of light beams.

My heart turns cold,
Cold as the black night,
The fire is gone from inside,
Should I give up the fight?
I fight for the right to breathe,
I fight for the right to love,
I fight for the right to live,
To experience the gifts from above.