Beacon
A world of sadness envelopes me.
A world of pain most don't know.
A world of sorrow quilted in.
A world that I must never show.
A world of friendships crumbling down.
A world of fear for what's to come.
A world of anxiety of pressing matters.
A world that not many are from.
Yet here I find a beacon,
To shine it's light on me.
It brightens up the darkness,
And now a path I see.
There is a future for me,
A future I may hold.
To learn the minds of others,
And practice 'til I'm old.
The darkness has all faded.
I have friends to walk beside.
And now that I have seen the light,
I'm glad I haven't died.
Copyright © Erika Raiken | Year Posted 2011
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