Light

In an ocean of darkness, there is one light for me.

And it shines brighter than even the sun above.

It is so close, yet not within reach.

I try to get closer, but the light fades into the distance.

In this cold world, the light is all that gives me hope,

but I can see that there are plenty others thirsting for warmth.

Yet, I can't stop chasing the light, because I just might catch it one day.

One day, I might be free from this void that I've fallen into.

Maybe, just maybe, the light can be mine, just for a little bit.

This poem is about: 
Me

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