Too Light! Too Dark!

The After-Image too dark

Horror:

Is knowing you are losing a love

...and there is nothing you can do, but

go on pretending that life goes on

and you'll find your way on through

Grief:

is a tearing out from within which gushes a sea of tears

That flow and fall and ebb and flow

until the waters are dried and

there is no place left for them to go

Loss:

where we are left wandering in a dry salty land

where once there flowed a sea.

...And there is no love left for the bereft

Just an endlessly yawning cleft

Where once was a beating heart

There now is a hole

And where once there was pride and purpose

Just a keening soul

Too Bright! Too Dark!

And it is too bright

The afterimage too dark.