Even during the darkest of nights light can still be found.
Whether it be the moon, the stars or the electric flash of an angered light
Swamped by a darkness,
Unbearable
As it seems to have overtaken mind and heart
Have i blacked out from reality?
Simply just soared to another realm
refusing to acknowledge the feelings of the heart and acceptance of it by the mind.
This space seems rather blissful
Numb to everything that meant to trigger a tear, or jilt the heart in delight…
Where and when was it lost?
But then there is the hope of finding it again Guided by the streaks of moonlight that are held captive by the overshadowing thoughts of gloom.
Or the faint lil star shining bright despite the overpowering darkness of the blackness it lies within.
Or…
Even that which 1 fears most,
Like the angered streaks of a master lashing!
This –
May very well be the light that guides one out of this unexplainable feeling.
