The darkness
thick and murky
closes in
as I find
I'm stuck in a corner.
Closer and closer
the darkness creeps,
I fall to my knees.
As the tears begin to fall,
a light begins to flow
from the smallest cracks;
it pushes and stretches further in
and brighter it becomes.
The darkness, now afraid,
begins to run away.
Trapped in a corner,
darkness waits.
As I now walk in the light
constantly battling darkness
day and night;
always aware of
darkness's swift moves.
Enlightened to the fact still
that even a small portion of light
can brighten
any dark room.
'b!Nt
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Samy's Poetry
PoetryA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3
