Flickering flames.

Numbness in the soul

Growing pain fusing

Youthfulness decay

Brittle bones sorrow

The future is force.

So Who am I? Who are you, but flickering flames for life amusement

Yes, our path will be different, but our journey will end the same,

Beneath the earth we shall all lay once death decide we are worthy to be kiss.

The numbness in my soul has no cure as the pain around my heart fuses.

The youthfulness I once admire, decaying by life misery.

My bones brittle from sorrow, the weight is too heavy.

I did not choose this life, nor its future.

So who am I, and who are you, but flickering flames for life amusement.

~Micheline Jean Louis