for so long, Dark surrounded me
embrace me, seduced me
held me strong in his arms
but abuse does not to hit only with a fist, seeking to break and destroy
control and oppress - Dark has many tricks to hold one down.
And you don't even see it, you don't even see it coming ... until it's too late.
where did it start? with a word? with a look? with a touch?
when did it grow? over that weekend? throughout that holiday?
until I see no more. until Dark consumes me and damns me
i gave up. i forfeit the fight. it is done.
i have failed. i cannot save myself and i let go.
as i lay there, in cold Dark, broken, lost, dead, a point slices through
a piece of Light, enters and dances and the Dark cannot stop it
in anger, Dark submits to giving stage to Light,
only in the middle of Dark can the dance of Light be seen.
it frolics, it shimmers, it swirls and sparkles
i watch from my prone state
oh, what beauty! how can this exquisite piece of Light come here?
why here? why now? why me?
the piece of Light tiptoes up to me and lights on my hand
it whispers - Come, follow me. Come dance with me.
I came for you to live fully, completely, joyfully, abundantly
Come, I shall give you strength, I shall give you life.
and the piece of Light kissed my cheek,
and, like rising from a restless night's sleep,
breathing in, i stretched.
the glow of the Light grew, until the Dark was pushed out
"I come," I said with a smile. I was reborn.
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