Some days, darkness will come
No matter what triumph it follows
Like smoke building up, till all is black
A fall for pride possessed.
Some weeks, darkness will linger
In dark you wake, night past but yet
No blazing orb of light can penetrate,
Dissipate, that dark
A darkness that pervades.
Yet each time, a light will shine
If long enough you wait. Piercing,
A spotlight on the positive strikes through
Illuminating and offering
Perspective so needed.
That light will come, my friend,
That light will come.