The Light that Lit the Darkness

She didn't like her mom,
for as long as she could remember.
Since she gave her a no,
for that something last December.

They sat at a table eating,
in glares they were competing,
the mother just resigned,
the daughter - angered mind.

Then darkness fell, and there wasn't a candle in the house.

They had a cluttered home, t'was impossible to move.

The daughter wanted her feelings,
dark as they were, to further blacken the air,
her mother thought of her little one,
sitting in the dark.

The daughter thought of all the things,
to scream at her mother's face,
but she could see it not,
for it was dark.

She realized she missed the sight,
and longed for it again,
if only to rage at, if only to cry,
"how can you not understand?"

She realized she felt the void,
of her target in her eyes,
she realized that all she wanted was a bond,
no matter what its guise.

All of a sudden she felt afraid of the dark.

In silence a hand took hers, and held it there,
and the daughter never felt so aware,
that what she felt was an angry love,
and tears fell on their clasp from her cheek above.

Finally, she closed her eyes,
she could see her mother so much better then,
the lights went on, but her eyes stayed shut,
and the tears washed away the dark within.