Where is the light?
I'm unable to see.
I'm not sure where I am.
What's happening to me?
I'm disoriented and lost.
I feel a cool breeze.
How did I get here?
Do I hear the rustling of leaves?
I try to step forward.
I trip and fall instead.
My face hits the ground.
A dull ache takes over my head.
I call out for help.
I'm screaming so loud.
Can anyone hear me?
My voice echoes all around.
Panic starts to set in.
My chest is tight from fear.
Down my face slides,
one single tear.
I attempt to stand.
Once again I trip.
I feel the ground around me.
What caused me to slip?
I sit myself up.
More tears flow now.
Why can't I breathe?
I hear the hoot of an owl.
I focus on my surroundings.
My eyes adjust to the black.
I see the shapes of tress.
I hear a branch snap.
Am I not alone?
I whisper, "Who's there?"
There's nothing but silence,
as I listen with care.
I'm in a forest at night
I finally realize
I try to remember,
as I look to the skies.
There's not a single star.
Where is the moon?
I need to get out of here.
I hope I do soon.
My eyes shut tight.
I feel so exhausted.
I try to fight sleep.
The battle, I've lost it.
I wake up startled.
It's still dark as night.
How long did I sleep?
Will there ever be light?
I sit up suddenly.
My mind becomes clear.
A memory has returned,
a memory of how I got here.
I was in a meadow of flowers.
The sun was shining bright.
I could feel the joy on my skin.
It came from being in the light.
The sun began to set.
I was ready to go home.
Then, I saw a beautiful flower.
It had grown all alone.
It was a gorgeous shade of blue.
Brighter than the skies.
I wanted to go and pick it.
It perfectly matched my eyes.
I walked to the place it stood.
Just on the edge of the forest.
I saw a path leading to more.
I decided to explore it.
The further I walked into the woods,
the more flowers I could see.
I didn't even notice the darkness,
completely surrounding me.
I just kept walking further,
to pick all of the flowers.
It began to consume me.
I walked on for hours.
Now I'm stuck here.
Alone in the dark.
I don't even have my flowers,
but I have a broken heart.
No matter what I try,
I can't seem to escape.
Alone in the dark.
This seems to be my fate.
I know this is my fault.
Why did I keep exploring?
They were just some flowers.
Now, I may never see morning.
Can anyone help me?
I want to return to the light.
I'm tired of being stuck here,
in this eternal night.
If I had known then,
where the flowers would lead,
I would never have touched them.
I just want to leave.
I long for the meadow,
and the joy that I felt.
Can anyone save me?
Can anyone help?
I take a look around me.
I'm still surrounded by the dark.
When all of a sudden,
I see a bright spark.
It came from above.
I look that way.
It sparks once again,
similar to the light of day.
This time I see a path,
lit up from above.
I can feel it's warmth,
so full of love.
I follow the path
the light has shown me.
It leads to the meadow,
the place where I used to be.
The meadow is the same,
but something has changed.
It's a feeling inside me.
My heart is rearranged.
I learned something new,
a lesson oh so valuable.
The feelings inside me,
they are almost palpable.
Not all beautiful things
are good for your heart.
Some of them lead you
deep into the dark.
Once you are there,
you cannot escape.
The darkness holds you hostage,
with your every mistake.
Only the light,
can show you the way.
It comes from above,
whenever you stray.
