The Light

Something draws me To the light Do you feel it? Letting go of this Pain Suffering Is my desire I'm bolted here Cannot leave Cannot Go home To the light Look at my hands Dripping red But something still Pulls at me There's a path I know the way Following my memory But my memory Takes me Back to The grey median Between Black and white I see the outlines of Olympus In the horizon The ray of light Shining Through the Cracks of The mask She held Her hand Out to me I reach . .. ... ....