It Will Be Shown

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I said I’m done

That I just give up

I kept saying that my worth was none

And that my tears had filled that cup

But it was You who changed that

You who gave me a light

I know for a fact

That had You not been there, I couldn’t have won that fight

The darkness is a hurdle waiting to be jumped

Something that took me so long to figure out

My shoulders were slumped

And I was filled with doubt

But You saved me once more

Something that seemed impossible

My heart was torn

And yet again, there was another obstacle

I was ready to hand in myself

And say that this would be done with

But it was You who held Your hand stretched out

And granted me that one wish

Just as I became accustomed to that darkness

You stood before me, Your light so gentle and sweet

Even when I was drifting away the farthest

It was Yours and my eyes who were the ones to meet

If I could say one thing

It would be that this battle is not fought alone

Despite the times when you feel like you’ve been hung by that string

The light hidden inside will be shown

A/N: This is kind of a continuation of the last poem I posted. My intention was to write that one, and then post another one to continue it, so I hope this worked. As I’ve heard people mention and notice myself, I seem to have a theme in my poem where it shows darkness, and then gets brought to the light. So with this, I kept that theme, but spilt it among two poems. One reason I did this, is because it doesn’t have to be read as one, which gives it an interesting feel to me. So, if you managed to enjoy this, then you have put a smile on my face. :)

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