I sit alone,
In this darkness;
No light ever shown.

That's wrong....
There was once light.
But my light didn't last very long.

So now it makes no difference;
I shoudn't care now...
The darkness becomes more dense.

I'm drowning in my own agony.
Run...GO!
But to where do I flee..?

I force myself to stand.
For the first time,
I see the surrounding land.

I force my feet foward, one step at a time.
I feel unfamiliar warmth....
Is this a good or bad sign?

Light breaks through the darkness,
And once again,
I feel the light I have learned to miss.

I embrace my light,
And finally,
I feel more that right