Street Light

Rain poured again tonight

As I leaned against a street light

Eyes fixated on it, so yellow, so dim

Barley illuminating my skin

A sad barely lit existence

For me and you isn’t it

Sitting in rain, no umbrella

Drenched next to this rusting fella

Whose existence begins to flicker

Trying, but its light fades dimmer

I couldn’t help but think of my life

Holding back the tears I close my eyes

Open them to a dead light

Darkness and pouring skies

Like my heart, like my eyes

Poor light, no one will come to fix it

We just stand in broken existence