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The Light


In the darkness it lays. 

I feel the cold consume me-

It lays on me like a blanket 

Comforting me,

Lying to me, 

Promising me pretty lies 

I am nothing but the girl in the dark 

I am afraid 

Do I dare open my eyes?

Who would welcome me in a world that seems to be against me?

My eyes open

I welcome the cold harsh darkness into my view 

I see no difference of when I hid behind the comfort of my eyelids

I blink, blink, blink.

My eyes adjust like a camera focusing on the new light 

Hope.

Could this be my only escape?

I’m held by the shakes that are my reality 

But the light 

The light feels warm, loving, and caring

I break these shakes like a mad man

Pulling and tugging fighting for my escape 

I run 

Run, run, run

Gasping for air 

Its close, I see it, feel it, hear. It

The warm vibrations of the light call for me

I stop.

My hopes, my dream lay in front of me

But the shakes still hang from my arms

I grab the light 

The light consumes me taking off my cold blanket

I see.

No need to blink.

Its just me 

I am my own shackles

I am that light

I am my own worst enemy 

My best hope for escape

I am the light 

 

 

 

 

 

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