Yesterdays Light

The Devil cannot touch me for I have lived my hell
The sting of the eternal flames can only touch my shell
The root of me has long been gone upon the darkened grass
The little girl who was carefree has long come to pass
The sunshine hits my face no more
The breeze does not touch my skin
O how I long for then
For yesterday was bright as day and now cold as night
O how I long for yesterdays light
© 4 days ago, Dnester