Litlle lamp

I take the steps it takes to get to my room and flick the switch that Illuminates my room with white light. I then switch it back off. I sit in the darkness and let the waves come in. I listen as the water rushes in and races back to the sea. I grasp on the shoreline for the lamp. A small little lamp. My secondary light and I switch it on. I am illuminated in dull yellow light. I am so alone without that little lamp but with it I feel warmth. The emptiness inside is filled with the light and I can continue to breath.