A dim light is seen in my despair,
I run towards it but it gets further
away, I run till my lungs burn but
it is but a pinprick, teasing me that
there is some way out of this room
I'm locked in my own despair.

I walk away and look over my
shoulder,  its back where it was. I
was in a room that surrounded me
in black, the walls were my despair.
I would not let the light trick me,
feeding my desperation, a trick of
the mind as I had to find my own
way out of there.

So I clawed at the wall, showed it  
I had strength, the scratch became
a gouge and then the bricks became
lose. They did eventually fall, I
was trapped for what seemed a life
time, behind this walled room of
darkness but I released myself.

Now I walk in the light, always
knowing that the room I was in
could swallow me again, I just
had to be stronger and not give
in to my despair.