Awaiting Light Poem by Matthew Holloway

I remember asking myself
To await for the light
The brightness soon to follow
The seemingly endless night
It was all thought and feeling
That emotion, so unsettling
It left me off balance
Stay strong and look ahead
I repeated in moments
Those were hard words to follow
A difficulty to believe
Depression, the black dog
Howling at the proverbial gate
At times had me cowering
But eventually a light came
Lit by faith or chance
In the end it did not matter