Mourning light

MOURNING LIGHT by [redacted] I mourn for the souls lost; wondering about as zombies without purpose - oblivious incorporeal immortals. I mourn for the crushed spirit; gasping under the struggle to be made once more whole. I mourn for the prisoner of addiction; chained to regret as he takes "one last hit" while yearning to be set free. I mourn for the family broken; in desperation to be made complete. I mourn for the fatherless son; inquiring "why is the sky so blue?" I mourn for the motherless daughter; doubting can be ever true. I mourn for the hope of the hopeless; longing but for a fair shake. I mourn for the love of the loveless; societal outcasts drowning in the cold Sea of Hate. I mourn for the blinding darkness; that can only conceal the scars which numb. I mourn for the dawn of the new day; for the healing light which never comes.