Your aura black
The darkest night cannot compare
Your eyes a mess
Their beauty dulled by your despair
Fear consumes you
Eating you alive
Your spirit damaged beyond repair
by countless lies
I hear you sigh for the hundredth time
Get up!
Let Me help you
find your way!
Be your Light...
But still you ignore Him
Frightened
you step back into the shadows
Once again
Somewhere a bell tolls
Thunder growls ominously
As you pass through the gates of no return
As lightening lights up your dark world
For a second I catch one last glimpse:
A lonesome figure
Hunched shoulders
Ancient looking
Dragging feet
Head bowed
Heading for the edge of hopelessness
For the Valley of defeat...
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