Dim Your Lights

If you walk the coast

You’ll find my lighthouse,

But don’t be alarmed if

You find the lights out.

If you try to get in

Don’t be upset if you

Find the doors locked up tight

It’s because I withdrew.

Now, if you get inside

Don’t panic when you find

Me sitting in my chair

Long since lost in my mind.

I found that no one needed me;

No ships sailed past my shore,

No soul came searching for me,

And no one knocked at my door.

I became consumed by it--

The loneliness inside;

The pain that crept into

My chest where it now resides.

I was once that bright light

And the door wide open.

Now, I no longer shine

And my hinges are broken.

That’s what it does to you

Devours you over time,

Makes you feel all alone,

And like you’re confined.

Slowly, you begin to

Shut your doors and dim the

Lights, but by feeding it,

Lonely is what you’ve become.

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