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