I sit in a dark room

My head in my hands

Completely dark

Completely silent

Not a noise is heard

Except the clock

Ticking seconds of life away

A reach up to turn the light on

Rays of dismal light shine down upon me

This glow sets a new tone to the room

It lights up the crumpled papers on my desk

My silver necklace is now a mere blinding light

But what I notice most of all

Was not what light was reflected off of

But what it shined through

Tears sit on my desk, touched only by the light

Perfect little droplets; perfectly round and smooth

Now disappearing from the rays of the bright lamp

The salty evil left no trace of themselves under the light

If only the sadness which caused them could vanish as quickly