I emerged out of the darkness,
With each step I took, thunder bellowed in the background,
I almost reached the light,
I felt its warmth,
But the darkness’ cold air chilled me to the core,
I may be friendly on the outside,
But I still hold on to a grudge on the inside.
Oh, but the sun was too warm,
I couldn’t still hate,
It would only lead me back to the darkness,
Which I never want to go back to.
Hopefully, I never will.
LB Martin ’16 || Lit Staff