Embracing Change

Poetry has never been a strong point for me. This came to me while driving home from work while going through a troubling time in my life.

Embracing Change

Darkness envelops me, acting as a security blanket.
I see an orb of light on the edge of my vision.
I head towards it but stop.
It's comfortable here, familiar, I tell myself.
Why do I want to change that for an unknown?

The orb comes closer.
It feels wonderful, splashing light and warmth on my face.
I bask in the feeling of the love it is directing towards me.
I reach for it and hesitate yet again.
What if it's like the other orbs I've encountered in this place?
Feels good at first but eventually begins to burn.
NO, I tell myself, this one is different.
Softer, not as harsh, this one has to be it, has to be why I was placed here.

I try to grab it but its light weakens.
Panic washes over me as I lunge for it.
But it fizzles just as I get to it.
The light at the end of my tunnel has burnt out.
Leaving me with just the memory of how fantastic it felt.
I feel hollow inside as the darkness begins to creep back in around me.
Hollow and alone, once more.