

Sometime in your life, or maybe all the time,
you feel like youapos;re in the dark, yes and alone.
not slight dark but pitch black dark.
and the air is moist and hard to breathe.
air is thin but not thin enough to suffocate.
then youapos;re groping around.
you know there is not light but your hope makes you believe that light will come, or you will find it, either way.
maybe you might start to cry, because youapos;re scared of being alone, or that you have momentary loss of hope.
then you will compose yourself, or die.
most people will choose to compose themselves and think logically. Try to reason or find a way out. Then they realise, it is still dark and there is no way out.
then i think, the pysche comes in. People start to look inward and thatapos;s where your inherent (whatever) shows. You see yourself because there is nothing else to see, and either you are shocked or relieved. Either way, you find your answer.
then light comes.
some people thank their hope for keeping them alive, some say god gave them light, some say it was their own wits that saved them, some think its luck. Maybe you attricute it to something or nothing, but likely you wont forget that episode.
we all need the dark, to see the light.
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