Cracks...
Light in the cracks...
I leave the darkness in the sac.
Cry my first time in the light.
Growth sets in...
Personality gets big...
I return to the darkness.
I feel invisible.
A great phantom.
It gets tiring.
I need to be born.
I ask for forgiveness.
Cracks...
I enter the light once more.
But the cycle continues...
For I shall return to the sac again.
Hoping...
That the force shall crack it and bargain.
-ifelee
