Burn bright.

Your tripping and slipping and falling in the holes,
You can't feel right, you can't reach your goals,
The fight is bringing you down,
taking you out of the light,
It's clouding your sight
The darkness is so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Tired and beaten and on the verge of giving up,
You tell it no, with a new fire starting up,
In your heart, your mind, your soul.
You won't let it go.
Head my words beast!
The dark trembles in the wake of light!
And I won't stand down! You won't be my blight!
Fight! Fight I will! Along side the light!
You take flight, arise you will from the pit
To the hole you spit, and with it.
The dark falls, you all.
Whole
YOU