The light is down the road, far down the road...but it grows closer everyday.
It is the light of peace, and is bright as heaven...it is beautiful and peaceful. But I am not in that light, as desired by all..and accomplished by few
I'm stuck, stuck in my darkness....and I'm fed up with my darkness. My darkness is a small treasure to some, but in all of my few years of being =
I'm not a wise enough man to love my small treasure...me
But I can and do hate my darkness...my small treasure, me. I must accept. Oh how I long for the divine light of peace, peace is what I seek....peace
But I am surrounded by hate, ignorance and ...........................FEAR. It is lonely out here in my darkness....I long for kinship
kinship of my own, what ever that means.............? Pain, pain and pain I feel as I search for growth...and finally heal my wound, pain
But I must and will survive....the light is growing closer, much closer. .........I can see the light..........