When the Light Comes

WHEN THE LIGHT COMES

the darkness settled on me for so long
i felt swallowed by an inescapable void
my whole thoughts taken as prisoners
no glory, no hope found its way to my side

i dreamt of dreaming, of living again
i felt i should give up the fight
but what then could i ever hope to do?
consumed and alone, gone to a depression

so when the light comes here again
i'll be waiting for it to pierce this shadow
and then my mind will be free again
my soul will be able to hope again

-poet Darká