Becoming Light

I find myself lost in a cave, the deep despair pulling away my fickle little strength Is this the end, and my feet says yes with crumbling fear But I refuse to believe this is my best, I pull back with what little strength I have left, I crawl, I fumble and fall, but still I crawl, I crawl, fear persists but my heart resist, my heart resist, not seeing the light, but still I'll crawl, I'll crawl till I become the light.