I was in a jungle, dark and dense,
stranded among the trees, with heights immense.
The breeze swept in and squeezed my resolve,
carried away my courage and made me devolve.
Tears rolled down and sweat oozed out,
I prayed to heavens. It'll help? I doubt.
Among all this chaos I saw a shimmering light,
miles away, yet so bright.
It gave me a hope, and a hint of glow,
I was able to stand, I felt my toes.
I summoned the winds with a roar so loud,
that the clouds tore up and the sun was proud.
I began to run, through bushes and thorns,
bruises all over but the light is what I want.
Through lakes of crocodiles, through ditches so deep,
I climbed mountains, oh so steep.
I felt my blood rush as I neared my goal,
It was my dream to get out of this hole.
Adrenaline rushed through my veins,
as I finally reached the light,
shining in all it's glory and a pompous might.
It's elegant aura is worth the pain,
worth the struggle and cleared my bane.
This was my dream, to live and survive chaos,
to cheat death and to break through loss and cut the chains of fears.
This was a journey I did not sought for,
did not wish, but was something to die for.
