There’s a light out there that’s always at the end of my path…
A beacon of hope that helps to distract
From the darkness all around
I sometimes see it right away, and sometimes it takes a bit longer
But once it’s shown I’m a little stronger
And hold my head high.
I surge forward with more confidence and clarity when it’s in view
The doubts dissipate and thoughts are anew
As I know it should have been.
Perhaps one day I’ll wise up, and look for light from the start
Out of necessity and a fragile heart
And you’ll be there waiting.
Let the words out 