It's the light that burns you
The time that you walk into hope
And fall into despair
The light at the end of the tunnel
Only to switch off once you get there
The beauty of a candle
With its vulnerable flicker
Its hidden heat, remove your hand quick!
If you glare at the sun for too long
You go blind, the light is your demise
It is not only the darkness one must fear
If anything the darkness won't disappoint us
We know what to expect, we expect scary encounters
It's the light that's the most treacherous of all
Leading us to glory, that leads to our fall.
About the Creator
Sheara Kerry
A daydreamer, mind wondering, thoughts pondering, like the ondulation in the ocean. I doodled, and wrote, pages with a thousand notes. My dreams like sci-fi movies, where the lines of reality and imagination blurr into imPOSSIBLE things.
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