Light

Looking for some answers,

Groping in the dark.

Looking for a way to turn,

Desperate to make a mark.

Walls are closing in now,

The world outside afar.

Walls are made of steel now,

But wait, the door’s ajar.

Wait what is this chink of light,

That promises something more?

Wait what is this enduring glow

That pervades into my core?

I’m not sure but I think it’s hope,

For a future without doubt.

I’m not sure but if I grab it,

Maybe I’ll get out.

I’ve been in here for years now,

It’s scary to be free.

I’ve been in here too long now,

But perhaps I can be me.

I’ve clawed and clawed for days now,

And the hollow’s becoming wide.

I’ve clawed and clawed for months now,

And I’m really nearly outside.

I may not quite be there yet,

It might still take a while.

I may not be content yet,

But I can genuinely smile.

The broken pieces are mending,

I’m learning to love my flaws.

The broken pieces are fusing,

And the light leads to other doors.

I feel I’m not quite safe just yet,

And I still need a hand to hold.

I feel I’m not quite loved just yet,

But the stories not all told...