A story of my own demise, the day I lost myself
An epiphany, a lightbulb in my head of the death
My heart, so fragile, unsure, an epiphany I thought
Love, this is it, I was awake, alive at last, but it was fear
The epiphany though, that love comes with it's opposite
You cannot have light without shadow
And just so with love, it's shadow is fear
The fear disappears by pointing the love at it
you cannot point darkness at the light to make it dissipate,
even a simple flashlight will tell you that
just as the shadows dance away when faced with the light
The fear cannot stand in the face of it's mortal enemy
When love and fear go to battle, we know which will win
Love is always stronger, just as the night shrinks back
from the light of the dawn, so the fear from my soul