Without Light: A Poem

Slumbering, my thoughts a flame, so bright

And so beautiful, yet nothing but a dream

In the darkness, a flower blossoms without light.

Don't banish me, I cried, being cast into the night

The light begins to dim, burning flower, as I scream

In the darkness, a flower blossoms without light.

Struggling, at its very core I fight

Determined to make my escape,

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Slumbering, my thoughts a flame, so bright.

The flame rages as do I, revealing might

I never knew I had, a whole regime

In the darkness, a flower blossoms without light.

At struggle's end, abyss seeping into sight,

I sleep in the hands of light redeemed

Slumbering, my thoughts aflame, so brightIn the darkness, a flower blossoms without light.