The Light....

Plunged into a world,
of darkness,
a world,
of emptiness,
a world,
which is simply meaningless.

A lone figure,
shivering from the cold,
feeling not very bold,
but numb,
as much as she can gather.

Blinded by uncertainty,
she just keeps on walking,
with only one thought,
that keeps her going,
the thought,
of finding that light eventually.

She can see,
that light,
the tiny light,
that would set her free,
from this pain that only she can feel.

But the light is so far away,
making her fear,
that she would never,
after many days,
get near.

She wishes she had someone,
to hold her hand,
as she walks on,
this difficult and dirty land.

Though she has been scarred,
along the way,
though it is hard,
not to astray,
it has to be shown,
that she can do this,
even if she is all alone.

She has to make sure,
that she never loses sight,
of that light,
and is able to endure,
everything,
with a fight....