Light
Happyness.
Never ending.
Ever present.
You never did anything.
You always did nothing.
It's always been there.
It was there at birth.
It is with you now.
And it will be until you leave this world.
To the best of your knowlege.
What is knowlege.
Without experiance?
Without wisdom?
Without knowing the feel of defeat?
It is for naught.
You have never toched the darkness.
Never stumbled along the path.
But all those holding you up.
Have sacrificed themselves for you.
Only to be thanklessly replaced.
Suddenly the night comes.
It spins you around.
Disorientates you.
You have follen into a hole.
Of witch you will never emerge.