The lights have tripped. Again. Confidence ripped.
Plunged into darkness. It is not my friend.
An ally perhaps? In a twisted way, its presence stays.
But this isn’t a game. I don’t want to play.
Darkness consumes me.
All-encompassing misery. No regard for me or my safety.
Darkness falls. A heavy tar, sticking me to the ground.
No sound. No light, the air is tight. I can’t breathe.
Gasping, rasping, grasping for hope. Nope, this is no joke.
Darkness consumes me.
Overcoming all other emotion. Its devotion: crippling.
A power cut of mind, body and soul. Too hard to sit and play a role.
Too hard to fight. Like the dead of night, its silence deafening.
Threatening all that I am. All that I want to be.
A light so dim I can hardly see.
But hope prevails. Eventually. A light will shine through.
I prepare mentally. Waiting for the brightness.
Empower me.
Bring me the light so that I may fight without hindered sight.
I’ll find a way. I always do. The light will flow.
To be vulnerable is an opportunity to learn and grow.
I must embrace the darkness, for it is not as strong as it portrays.
Bring on the rays. Rays of sunshine and happiness.
Let the goodness flow. It may be slow,
but I know there’s a way out of these shadows.
So here I write. Where there’s a will there’s a way.
That’s what they say. Right? I’ll be alright.
In the dead of night when darkness falls I’ll face it all.
Bravely. One day. I’ll be okay. Vulnerability is the only way.
To let it in, not let it win. To see it akin to a lesson learned.
I may get burned but overcoming the night, shining bright,
is where I aim to end this fight.
Prompt: Embracing Darkness & Vulnerability.
From: Kallol Mazumdar (thank you!)
Tagged by: LizBitMac (thank you!)