I was making my way through the darkness when I saw a light
I then choose to chase it and try to grasp it will all my might
But the light flicker and flitter and flys from my hand
Living me again alone in this darken land.
For quite a while time seems to have passed by
And then all of a sudden the light came back in front of my eyes
But it has been so long that my eyes have adjusted
That right now I think I prefer the darkness.
-Metha Metharom
This is a poem I wrote a long time ago about finding my own light and not needing anyone else to traverse my own darkness.
My complexes + your complexes
15 years ago
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