In the Dark

a poem of despair and resolve

In the dark

It is dark in a place of fear
Filled with gloomy despair
Seems all is wearing an unholy glare
You feel there is no chance
There is no hope
With this does your spirit tear

To you, goes all wear and tear
To your heart is naught but fear
Crushed is all semblance of hope
You sink into a deep despair
You are pushed by winds of chance
As all around laughs with an evil glare

And through all the glare
Do your friends bring worst tear
That they work against your only chance
You shrink in even worse fear
Worse than any despair
As you lose all glimmers of hope

But there is hope
Just past the sinister glare
Enough to conquer any despair
Enough to mend any tear
Enough to dispel any fear
It is your only chance

Through the dim is your best chance
There is victory in hope
Leaves you, your fear
Unnoticed goes the glare
Grown strong you, at the tear
Deserts you your despair

Conquered you despair
You took your chance
Mended is your tear
Through what comes though hope
Gotten past have you, the glare
There is no fear