Where did the daylight that was leading me
Go? Somewhere in the corners of my mind
Which once was lucid, brilliant, unconfined
There is a secret. Hidden inwardly
It craves the darkness, yet it cannot see
To tell when it is dark. It will unwind
The light I had. It has. I cannot find
My way out of myself. Sorrowfully
I blindly wander, searching for the light
Which what is in me pulls away. I stumble,
Grasping at the walls that are not there
Hoping for support. It can't be right
That without sight I still must sit and stare
Lest in my inward darkness I should tumble.
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