The Torch Poem by Phil J Hambling

If anything spoke of whatever the life left in front of you could
You could see there for a moment a purpose that a whole heart could commit to.
But the day births the dawn of another beast that you know exists in your heart
That you are too scared to look at Because if you did you would know how monstrous you are and this would be somewhere beyond unbearable.
The chains of a self imposed denial of reality could melt into the clarity of the truth of who you really are and the you that you created that launched a fire of protection
Could melt away
The torch burns for only so long and the light of the torch is your addiction.
And your addiction is you
But the real you
Is buried deep down
In the depths of your heart
Far away
From the creation
You present to the world