Fight the Fright
I drag myself,
With all my might
Out of the muck,
Wondering how
I was ever stuck.
And at that moment
I am struck
With a revelation…
It seems to me
That when you fight
The endless dark,
Eventually
You’ll find a spark
that may be the light
Or the song of a lark,
To lead you home...
You’ll come to notice
You burn so bright,
And find a way,
To turn the bleak night
Into a bright, sunny day,
Making all your fright
Seemingly fade to gray.
And that choice…
Is yours.
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