A light in the darkness:
I realize I have seen the light, the light at which I blocked from sight.
The light that now says "come back", for at which in the darkness I sat.
Should I keep this light from sight? Should I, could I, I think I really might.
But then someone reaches out a hand, and I grasp it from at which I stand.
Then I'm pulled into the light, and I realize that it's not that bright.
It's comforting and beautiful, that I reach out I'm filled with joy.
So warm, so nice, so great without a price. No headaches, no pain, no rolling dice.
No death, no going insane, no suicide.
No thoughts, no being Hyperness, no feeling like you wish you had just died.
Just beauty loving, compassion, and care.
This really leaves me imaging and ready to dare.
To dare to go beyond myself, to dare to shine, love and be myself.
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