Sometimes the storm
Of life goes by
But you have to remember
To keep your head held high
It seems the same wrath
Will just not leave
So you take the dark embrace
That you have received
Then you feel the light
Seeping through
And realize that what you
Felt before was not true
There was so much dark
It hid the light
Even though it was in you
The entire time
It was the little spark of hope
That just kept going
The little spark of light
That just kept showing...
When you feel all that’s in you is darkness. Like is has such a tight grip, it won’t shake off. But the light is there. It. Is. Always. There.