It's strength arises from my own weakness When my eyes close the only time I wish to embrace it Even as the sun shines I still tumble towards its nemisis at the end of the tunnel I find solace knowing they can't see me stumble and fall in this place When my eyes close I bask in the glory of the rarerifed dreams sent my way reminded I am capable of anything even when consumed in its presence For when I turn to look behind there is no beginning or ending to it erasing everything continuing ahead to its opposite What a paradox that in the depth of darkness I fear less the unknown and my own strength arises from own weakness