My Palace
My palace
A place for just me
A nice soft bed
With fluffy pillows
No lights or windows
Just a single candle
Burning faintly on my nightstand
Barely enough light to reach the walls
Still, I lay alone in my bed
Looking at the flickering flame
Watching the candle become nothing
I mourn for the loss
But, I also mourn for me
My heart feels a deep emptiness
Knowing that I am losing my one friend
And knowing that it can never return
© Poem – I/VI/MMXXVI
LRET
Copyright © Lord R. E. Taylor | Year Posted 2026
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