So close, yet so far
Every time I reach inside myself
To feel around for that small piece of hope
Thats growing like cancer throughout my body
I can feel it, aching to be shown off
But I search and I search and it can't be found
Am I looking hard enough?
Am I searching for that glimmer of hope?
Or am I searching for something very different
Like the hate and wickedness that engulfs my heart and gnaws at my bones
Easier to be found and easier to accept
What I want, not what I need.
But how could dark over-power the light?
I am dark
Dark like a new moon night
And dark enough to always shadow the light.
So I wait for the day
When the sun is shining
And so am i.