There is a light in me,
Now buried,
That was once so bright,
It made even the darkest of colors
Look like the first dew of spring
In bright sunlight.
Crafted with the finest
Strokes of honesty and bravery…
The light sparkling so bright
Held onto others with naive optimism;
Believing that the light in others was also
Made of the very same qualities.
But, oh! The felony of nature:
That what we desire is not necessarily
That which we need.
And thus, the light of others,
Overshadowed the light in me.
Making it look like the dullest
Of monsoon skies that could ever be.
The light of others painfully
Drained out the light in me,
And in this process
I forgot that,
There is a light in me
That was once so bright…
It made even the darkest of colors
Look like the first dew of spring
In bright sunlight.
Copyright, Sevenstarhalo 2016.
