I open my eyes that day and it's still dark
I cannot reach anything I want
I cannot grasp anything I need
I cannot hold on things I wanna have.

Dark.

I close them again.
My eyes.
Dark still.

I open them.
Dark still.

I don't know if darkness chooses me, or I instead choose to live in darkness.

I recognize its existence in my life.
As part of me.
For I know, where there is light, there is dark.

Sometimes, I let it consumes me.
Gathering all darkness into my life.
As far as I can tell, I let it lives in me, comfortably.

That dark sides ruin everything.

But I still cannot let it go.

I wonder where the light is.

Am afraid, I might not need it any longer.
For I could live just fine in darkness.

It comes to my surprise then,

Light summons me.
It says, I can have my darkness. It's still part of me though.
Just leave it there.

You may rise up, find me.
Your greatest light of all.

So I rise, and leave my darkness there.
I see it stays still, looking at me. Because it's part of me too.

I after all,
gotta find my light soon.
Before my whole world turns completely dark

and I lost myself [eventually].