I am so tired.
I am so very tired.
I try to regain my energy, and fail.
I feel like I am standing on a ledge,
Standing over a bottomless pit.

Why am I here?
What is there more for me to learn?
Why must each lesson cause pain?
Why can I not find peace?
If not within, at least without?

Surrounded by darkness, I wait.
Surrounded by darkness, I watch.
Surrounded by darkness, I listen.
What choice do I have?

I finally see a light at the end of a long tunnel.
I finally see some one waiting for me to succeed.
I finally hear some one call my name.
The choice is to continue or give up.

I find the strength to continue.
The strength of the Universe flows through me.
I find the beauty around me.
Even in the darkness, Beauty surrounds me.

The Light is waiting for me to reach for the truth.
The Light is waiting for me to accept my own path.
The Light is waiting on its prodigal child to come home.
The Light pierces the darkness for me to continue.

I choose to go home.
I choose to continue to grow.
I choose to become who I am meant to be.
I choose to become what I am meant to be.

Will you join me?
Will you be there me?
I wait to see if you are there.
I pray that you are.

Do you?
Are you?
Will you?
What do you choose?