I walk in the darkness striving for the light.
No one can see my footsteps it's way to dark.
I focus on the light, but get drawn into the warmth of the dark .
Although No one can see my footsteps, I know the journey I've been on.
You may not see the scars, but they are there.
Give me back the light .
So I can be as I once was.
The war in my head ,when my heart chooses hope .
Give me back my freedom so I can have the piece I knew.
A freedom, I remember but can't comprehend .
I'm so used to the dark, but only for this short while.
I know it's momentous .
Then the sun sets and a new dawn rises.
I see the light as I once saw it and I run for it not looking back.
I acknowledge the darkness and as I leap out of it
I am aware of my growth. I am aware of my journey.
I am aware I can't be the same.
I have to embrace my new identity for I am born of this earth now I have served my time and earth I shall become.
