Great And Empty

I do not have it in me to pull the last straw,

I might face a certain death

Or the destiny’s claws.

The air dances on my tongue like a spark,

But I do not have it in me,

I cannot fight the dark.

There is just great and empty sky above me,

And my sun will not shine,

Hate me or love me.

I do not have it in me to step into the flame,

But I know I will have to,

With no fear and no shame.

-Jackie