Beacon Of Hope

I fell.
Once again,
I tumbled down this endless pit of despair.

Powerless, I am.
Subdued by this shadow of defeat.
Remorse, I feel.

Defeatism stabbed my heart,
leaving its eternal scar.
This endless pain,
alone, I swallow this bitter taste of despair.

But, what am I?
Who am I to change destiny?
What is written cannot be changed.

As darkness subdued, a distant voice I heard.
I, am not alone.

Hope, sparkled like an ember.
Curing this everlasting pain of mine.

Light filling this endless pit,
the light of a faithful friend.

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