Shattered Oblivion's blog: "Poetry, mayhaps?"

There is a pain with silent screams,

A path leading through the briar.

With a source of light at your side,

Any darkness or hurdles seem insignificant,

From the encouragement and love,

Of the source of light.

Now, what happens when that light deserts you?

Darkness unfolds once more,

Taking away any chance at seeing your way.

Now you are blind,

Left to stumble around in the dark,

To trip and fall and  be left spinning.

Until you hit something solid.

The bottom of the hole.

A place where no cries are heard.

There's a time of silence,

When realization of helplessness strikes.

There are other lost in the darkness all around you,

Their voices are trapped and muted,

Leaving you to believe that you are all alone without your light.

What you do now is important,

An act that can make or break you.

Do you have the strength to be your own light?

To take on the challenges in front of you,

To use your will for something you only think you can do.

Can you light your way?

Can you leave the abyss?

Can you stand on your own?

This is a matter of heart and will,

That can decide whether your bend or break.

A decision that all left in darkness must make.