Standing in the dark

      
     In the corner I stand
     face hidden by hand
     In hope you will not see
     the pain that lingers me
     how convenient it is too hide
     In the darkness out of site
     In the shadows of the room
     In that space full of gloom
     How I do tend to dwell
     in this my prison sell
     though how easy it should be
     Just to set my burdens free
     to take these chains from my soul
     and let my spirit grow
     to walk out from the dark
     and hold that candle full of spark
     but if only it were that easy
     if things didn’t faze me
     I wouldn’t be afraid of the light
     and may even come out into sight