I am in the
dark.
I sit
silently in my corner,
Yearning for the light
Yearning for the
fun i see in the people there
But it is always
beyond my grasp...
The darkness launches attacks,
Tries to invade my soul.
Often, for a time, it succeeds...
But though it wins the battle,
The war continues to be fought.
Somehow, a single candle flame of hope remains alight inside.
i protect this fragile flame from the monster,
The demon lurking just outside the glow
Waiting for an opportunity,
A lapse in my attention,
To swoop in and destroy me.
Or from an insidious sneak attack,
the sending of lesser demons
To wear down the defenses.
Constantly on guard, i have little time to strive for greater light...