I hate this hateful darkness.
How I long for the light.
I yearn for the radiant sun
To bring me back to life .
Surrounded by these raven walls
Enclosed, I can't break free.
Shackles burden, hold me down
When will I become me?
For much too long, I have bowed
Fear dictates my when and how
It points my finger, and runs my mouth
I can, I cannot. It ends now.
"No more, no more!" my soul cries within
But am I too broken to begin again?
On my knees, I beg for peace
For mercy I plead, I plead.
Breaking point. Waking point.
I fight for what was mine.
Blessed light. With all my might.
A spark begins to shine.
A miracle begins in me,
The black begins to fade.
Face arise, feel the heat,
No more to live in shade.
Grateful heart, hopeful start
Where will I go from here?
I may not know, but I do know
I will not go in fear!
*Author's note: As you see, this piece only has a working title. I just cannot decide.
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