-Dark Journey-
 Light upon dark I stand
 as it's the guide for my pencil
 as I write this stanza.
 
Move the light away from my face.
 My pupils are pulsating.
 The light is cold
 as it rubs against its window
 cracked a bit to let in outdoor air.

 Take the light to the south
 the colorful murals on the wall
 express Godly mysteries.
 
Shine that light upon the dog's head
 Sleepy from the dark
 and cold from the dark.
 Glowing eyes ablaze with
 animal instincts.
 Feelings felt yet not expressed.

 He is sleeping upon my bed
 taking in a nap for the night is young.
 
And to the southeast, a corner
 the corner of two walls
 unloved, they say
 bare from birth.

 Light glow upon it
 for it's in the limelight
 like everything else.

 Look up and see
 the overhead light
 the use is pointless.
 Darkness is superior.
 It's golden man-made
 decorations make it shimmer
 under and over white light.
 
And the cord that brings
 down the mysterious frog
 symbol of unknown existence.
 
Shadows of doubts and fears
 placed when light is touching the frog.

 Dark one moment
 and cold indeed.
 Experience what it's like
 to not have wealth
 faith, light.
 
But once again the light
 is shining to the east
 Where a mirror shows all
 what is leading the search.
 
Reflect something I guess.
 White walls all around
 opposite the south.

 North wall with doors
 to nowhere--filled with
 needless junk and pieces
 of suppressed memories.
 
Wooden doors of strength
 open to drive me mad.
 The light falls to the ground.
 Making the light small
 and useless to anyone.

 Making a glowing radius
 as the light shifts.
 Gorgeous sun or moon
 creates a picture show for my room.

 But artificial sun light
 able to move around
 place to place
 see everything to appreciate.

 Forever and ever
 I look around
 yet cold and dark
 makes life better by far.

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