Darkness
Where is the light?
Give me fresh air
Give me light, show me the way,
a way.
Out of this darkness.
Push me, drag me out of here.
This lonely place, this self destructive hole
into which I have submerged.
The cold isolation traps me with its
insidious warmth.
Of blindness of ignorance of duplicity.
Hidden away from my own fears and torment.
In the darkness of the apparent light of seeing.