Somewhere In The Dark
By Eileen Casey February 10, 2026
I know you’re out there, a shadow in the dark
A steady pulse, a truth written on my heart.
I know our paths are destined to collide in time,
But while I wait, I build this bridge with rhymes.
The roads I’ve walked were jagged, paved with heavy falls,
Through echoes of the shouting and the shadows on the walls.
I know you’re there somewhere in the dark,
Waiting for me—it’s the fire and the spark.
My heart’s a vessel, seasoned by the gale,
Waiting for a love that’s real, beyond the veil.
The roads I’ve walked were jagged, paved with heavy painful falls,
Through echoes of the shouting and the shadows on the walls.
My love knows no bounds for those who touched my life,
The friends who held me steady through the heartache and the strife.
I cannot know the path you’ve had to follow on your own,
I only know the tragedies and woes that I have known.
The pain I’ve felt—I hope you never have to know that sting,
I’m bracing for the healing that our true love is yet to bring.
I know you’re there somewhere in the dark,
Waiting for me—it’s the fire and the spark.
My heart’s a vessel, seasoned by the gale,
Waiting for a love that’s real, beyond the veil.
For you, my lover, I have waited a lifetime and a day,
I wish you paths of happiness with no wars in your way.
My heart is open wide now, to be filled with so much more,
Past the years of married celibacy and every bolted door.
No more looking backward at the shadows or the mess,
I’m standing in the doorway in my Merlot-colored dress.
It’s open for abundance in ways one could never guess,
To fill the holes that sadness left with only your caress.
I only know the roads I’ve been down have been full of falls,
But I’m moving past the echoes and the writing on the walls.
I know you’re there somewhere in the dark,
Waiting for me—it’s the fire and the spark.
My heart’s a vessel, seasoned by the gale,
Waiting for a love that’s real, beyond the veil.
The path you have followed I cannot know,
I only know the roads I've been down has been full of falls.
I know you’re there somewhere in the dark,
Waiting for me—it’s the fire and the spark.
My heart’s a vessel, seasoned by the gale,
Waiting for a love that’s real, beyond the veil.
Beyond the veil...
I'm waiting in the Merlot and the gold...
I know you’re there.
