Her Light.

i recognize this place; the smell,the feel,the fear. many times have i come to visit;praying i wont have to stay. Its not a nice place. Nor comforting. Rather,a confusing maze filled with tricks and traps. i recognize an old friend. Laughter to chill and mock my every step. Not really a friend,just in this place we've always met. so many ways to go and only one is right. such darkness, so little light and time seams to remain still yet only to pass without notice. i feel my way through blackness staggering. trying not to fall as i ignore the laughter. This time i mark my way knowing i will return another time. I keep searching and making my way always searching for Gods precious light