Into Darkness

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In darkness I struggle,
gasping for air,
a soul awake
and fully aware.

Longing for freedom
from a life repressed,
full of purpose and meaning,
of a will expressed.

Devoid of illusions,
of meaningless sound,
I imagine the possibilities
of a life unbound.

Then into the darkness
there comes a light,
obscuring the madness
from my sight.

And with day's dawn
new hopes emerge,
at the intersection
where dreams converge.