Afterthoughts

The Wavering Light

In this horrifying world around,
I wanted a light,
That could guide me about,
That would help me catch the sight.
Then I found the one,
The one I had been searching for,
He took my hand,
And led the path,
Reducing my problems,
By helping me escape people and their wrath.

I should have realized that these promises,
Were too good to be true.
For they led me into his entangled web,
Where he had power over what I could do.
I let him take my hand,
And blindly lead the way.
I fell right into his plans,
Letting him use me as he will.
I should have not stayed quiet;
I should have not stayed still.

Now his light is growing dimmer,
The darkness is coming.
My spirit begins to flicker as,
His light fades even quicker and,
I'm not sure if I can catch him.
Do I even want to catch him?

Or is it that he has caught me,
In his tangled web of lies?
Am I just struggling to even,
Say the word goodbye?
I can feel my own volition waver,
As my arms begin to sway,
Why did I let him continue to use me,
In his own way?

And I feel like my spirit is fading,
The harder I fight to not let go.
I'm watching him from through tinted glass;
He has kept me on display, but I didn't know.
Now I know.
He must reap what he sowed.
I can't let him win this game;
I refuse to give up my identity, my name.

So, I reach for that light,
My palms facing the sun.
Although my hands shake,
I know that it must be done.
I can't give up hope,
On that wavering ray of light.
I need to reach for it,
Even though it is barely within my sight.
I need to be strong;
I need to move on,
And find my own way.
I can't give up,
Not now, not ever, not today.