I am writing this to remind you
Of what used to be
And still is
There is still a light
At the end of the tunnel
Right now,
It's dark
Gone
Black
Non-existent
Maybe it's been 20 years without light
Maybe you've only ever seen
Small swatches
Shadows dancing on the walls
Only to look again
And see nothing but an
Empty
Dark plane
Void of anything
Especially happiness
But just because you can't see it
Doesn't mean it's not there
And what a shame it would be
To give up without ever knowing
How close you were
To the brilliant
Joyful
Saving
Light.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC
I am writing this to remind you
Of what used to be
And still is
There is still a light
At the end of the tunnel
Right now,
It's dark
Gone
Black
Non-existent
Maybe it's been 20 years without light
Maybe you've only ever seen
Small swatches
Shadows dancing on the walls
Only to look again
And see nothing but an
Empty
Dark plane
Void of anything
Especially happiness
But just because you can't see it
Doesn't mean it's not there
And what a shame it would be
To give up without ever knowing
How close you were
To the brilliant
Joyful
Saving
Light.
