The LightIn the darkest hour,
The Earth is completely still.
No sounds emit from above us
Or below and nothing will.
There is nothing but the darkness
And a sweet shimmering smile.
It calls you from a distance
And holds your eye for a while.
You walk towards it
With an innocent enough intent.
Because the light is so bright,
You believe that it's heaven sent.
You break into a run
Because of this ridiculous belief
No energy courses through you
Reaching the light is your only relief.
The journey took who you were
And death pursued you like a lark
Singing it's sweet melody
Enticing you into the dark.
You forgot what that light looked like
And what made it so appealing
The glimmering light in the dark.
It used to send you reeling.
But now there is nothing more
Maybe a speck in someone's eye
Reminds you of what could have been
As you look up into the sky.