In the Dark

Sitting in the dark again,
Is this the cost I pay for sin? 
At this time my fears run wild,
what's it like to be my child? 
Ghost and Gobblins, Wiches, Men
Thoughts of darkness, deep within.
Daring voices deep inside
Doom and Gloom and No Self Pride.
Flickering lights and scents galore 
cannot even see the floor. 
Whistling winds and bending trees
Makes the wise one hit their knees. 
Prayer is not my only friend,
please be with me til the end. 
So I close my two eyes
and now the truth I despise 
for in the morn will be the same
candle wax will look like rain.
Lights won't flicker, warmth won't blow
Oh my life is fading slow!

* Written by Kerrie (Alford) Anderson
December 15, 2009

This was written as a ballad from the heart following a very dark time in my life. MY children's father and I had recently split and I was venturing into the world of single-parenting. It was a very scary time in our lives. The night that I penned these words, I sat in my living room in completer darkness. The electricity had been shut off for nonpayment and I honestly did not know what the next few days would bring.