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In the dark there is light.
But in this dark where does the light shine from?
I look and I struggle to see.
It confuses me.
This light shining through my own darkness.
A light speck off into the distance of this inky world I live in.
This inky world I see.
I close my eyes.
Was only for a moment.
I swear!
Was just the smallest of moments.
I blinked.
And then the light is gone.
Oh where, where?!
Where did that shining light go?
Will it come back?
The darkness swallows me.
Consumes me.
Help, Oh help me please.
I am afraid of the dark.
I don't want to be gone.
I do not wish to be lost in this darkness.
I am running struggling.
Blind.
There is no light.
No love.
It has been snuffed out.
Extinguished…
It is gone and I am alone.
I collapse and I fall.
I am on the ground and my chest heaves.
It heaves and my lungs struggle to breathe.
I am suffocating.
I shant cry.
I will never cry.
Tears are weak.
Are helpless.
As is fear.
It pulls you back.
It pulls you down.
But I am already scared.
Terrified.
I am already on the ground.
How much lower can I go?
The answer is…
I can't.
I cannot possibly be pulled any lower than the low I have reached now
And so I cry.
The tears leave my eyes.
And fast sobbing breaths make my face grow hot.
I cry and I cry.
Until…
I cannot cry no more.
I'm left shivering and alone in this dark sad world.
Alone and cold.
But then…
A flicker.
A shimmer.
A glimpse of hope that causes a smile to come to my face.
That causes me to sit up and look.
And open red eyes…still wet even though the tears have long dried up.
My light is back.
Mine.
My shining light.
It battles back the darkness.
It fights the loneliness away.
"I'm here." It says. "I'm here, I'm here."
And now I feel safe.
My guardian angel will keep the darkness at bay.
I cannot approach you.
For you are in heavan.
But I can see you , sense you.
I can hear your voice.
And feel your reaching hands brushing away tears…
And now I know…
I know…That I can make it.
I stand, shakey at first on my feet.
But as I hear your angelic voice again.
Whispering, encouraging.
I take in a deep breath.
And for once in my pathetic life take a step toward my future.
For myself.
So that I can be better.
So that I don't have to cry.
So that I can be strong.
I will be strong…
I will.

Description
In the dark there is light.
But in this dark where does the light shine from?
I look and I struggle to see.
It confuses me.
This light shining through my own darkness.
A light speck off into the distance of this inky world I live in.
This inky world I see.
I close my eyes.
Was only for a moment.
I swear!
Was just the smallest of moments.
I blinked.
And then the light is gone.
Oh where, where?!
Where did that shining light go?
Will it come back?
The darkness swallows me.
Consumes me.
Help, Oh help me please.
I am afraid of the dark.
I don't want to be gone.
I do not wish to be lost in this darkness.
I am running struggling.
Blind.
There is no light.
No love.
It has been snuffed out.
Extinguished…
It is gone and I am alone.
I collapse and I fall.
I am on the ground and my chest heaves.
It heaves and my lungs struggle to breathe.
I am suffocating.
I shant cry.
I will never cry.
Tears are weak.
Are helpless.
As is fear.
It pulls you back.
It pulls you down.
But I am already scared.
Terrified.
I am already on the ground.
How much lower can I go?
The answer is…
I can't.
I cannot possibly be pulled any lower than the low I have reached now
And so I cry.
The tears leave my eyes.
And fast sobbing breaths make my face grow hot.
I cry and I cry.
Until…
I cannot cry no more.
I'm left shivering and alone in this dark sad world.
Alone and cold.
But then…
A flicker.
A shimmer.
A glimpse of hope that causes a smile to come to my face.
That causes me to sit up and look.
And open red eyes…still wet even though the tears have long dried up.
My light is back.
Mine.
My shining light.
It battles back the darkness.
It fights the loneliness away.
"I'm here." It says. "I'm here, I'm here."
And now I feel safe.
My guardian angel will keep the darkness at bay.
I cannot approach you.
For you are in heavan.
But I can see you , sense you.
I can hear your voice.
And feel your reaching hands brushing away tears…
And now I know…
I know…That I can make it.
I stand, shakey at first on my feet.
But as I hear your angelic voice again.
Whispering, encouraging.
I take in a deep breath.
And for once in my pathetic life take a step toward my future.
For myself.
So that I can be better.
So that I don't have to cry.
So that I can be strong.
I will be strong…
I will.