The Unnatural Light
© 2008 Chris Gillespie
Something always alludes me
calling me faintly, out of reach
Something always escapes me
Beckoning faintly
Follow me
And where is the place that I live?
Is it on a map?
Why can't I get any sleep at night?
The unnatural light wakes me up
It shouldn't be there
Something often awaits me
Irritates me
But I always find my way on time
The unnatural light travels by night
It shouldn't be there
Shouldn't be there...