Entry #30

"Waking Light"
by Lady M


Sometimes I wonder if I will ever wake from this darkness.

I don't know how long I've been here. Has it been more than a week? More than a year?

I see through the black void of my mind - the lights in the hallway - from when I was a child.

Those lights were forever my protection against the evil monsters that crept out from underneath my bed at night. They gave me freedom to dart down the hallway to my parent's room to certain sanctuary.

And now, they are all that I have - a glimmer of hope that I will wake - instead of endlessly traversing the bleak, empty corridors of my coma ridden soul.

I pray every moment that they will never burn out or fade away. For, if they should, I know I will never find my way back home.