Sitting alone,
in a dark room,
as if you were stone,
sitting in gloom.
You don’t know where to go,
and don’t know what to say,
you see a dim glow,
and wonder if you should go or stay.
Finally you decide to follow,
and step out of the pain,
no more reason to wallow,
now’s the time to gain.
You step through a stone archway,
into a friend filled room,
your glad you didn’t stay,
and stepped outside the gloom.