Light
I sit and watch the sun come up, with its interplanetary dust
Through tired eyes i’m no longer just
The events that have recently passed
Will leave their marks, I know will last
Once a pure soul with white light ahead
Now bound for darkness my soul’s nearly dead
I’m reminded of that day by every single light
There pulsing, pushing halogenated fright
The flash of blue and red, freedom they say
But that day, never forget the way they beat me as I lay
In that moment I swore to sanity, the light to keep me sane
Trapped yet free I survive through the pain
Who knows if the light will find me at the end
Have passage through the holy gates or be left to descend
Into a place that reminds me of my mind
I see through broken tired eyes
What lies ahead of me, what I will find
For reason unknown even to me
I sometimes find myself upon my knees
Praying for the strength to carry on
As all I want is to be free with the power, simple to appease
It’s for these reasons that I look for the light
To help guide me and find the fight
Of redeeming myself so on that day
I will be pure, light hearted and so I can say
The light I prayed for
The light I hoped for
That brilliant light
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