Love; Light


A light at the end of the tunnel,

It’s why I cherish it so much,

Long for my next meeting,

Because in all the darkness in my life,

The one thing that gave me light,

Was love,

Made everything around me light,

When it was once dark,

But as quickly as it’s been given,

It’s taken,

Stolen by the same person who gave it,

With a knife in my back,

I’m bleed of that light,

Light drained from my eyes,

Till once again,

All I see is darkness…

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