• Glass tinkles as it hits the floor
    Something like the noise my heart makes
    As I learn a secret that never should have been told
    I’m trying to be glad
    But for some reason I find myself sad
    Why do these little things get me down?

    A major bolder can hit
    A hurricane destroy all I know
    And because they all have happened
    I know I’ll live through them
    But these few little things
    Never fail to put me out.

    I try to grab for something
    But when I find that safe shelter
    I find it’s not what I expected, the demons there
    And back into the storm
    I’m tossed, the merciless waves to crash.
    The candle’s light snuffed.