Seeking The Light
Desperately searching for the beacon ahead,
The flare of brightness that will bring me to peace.
Stumbling around in the dark I’ve created,
Tripping of the boulders of memories that weigh me down.
The last white wisps of the spirit I once had, linger,
Floating upward in the quest to escape along with the others.
And I push up after them,
Determined to break out into the world they’ve entered.
I need to find that light I know is up there,
Let it engulf me in its warm embrace,
And finally bring me out of this torment and pain.
But I float in the realm of confusion and deadness,
Which tosses me around in its numbing cold,
As I continue seeking the light.