Light through the key hole.
Alone in this room; I sit quietly...basking in the darkness.The thoughts seem to have a easier pathway with less resistance.To connect the circuits in my head...Staring.Wondering.Sadness.Sympathising.For my inner me..my subconcience in weighing of what should have been.And what could not.Distracted by the thought; across the room...across the darknesa..I see the light.A small slit...a little hope...So I still believe.That on the other side, there is more light to see."What are you doing in the darkness if you have the key?"