Seperated from the Light

I rarely remember that I am alive.....
Most often at times that it's tough to survive.
Though when I do, it feels so right,
Me and the world are light-so bright, so bright.

Then I try to grasp the rays,
And slip into the passage of days,
The unending path, the search.
A world of division, a dark gloomy church.

And as I forget the light,
I see it in another.
Shocking kindness and beauty wake me,
And now there is no other.

I am alive and life is all there is....
Love fills me and it brings so much pain,
A pain I don't want to let go,
But it slips away and I am sane....again.

Separated from the light.

 

Good poem!

 

I love the first paragraph the most

 

its a fantastic poem

 

I can relate

 

Awesome peom. i like the second and third paragraphs the best

 

thanks everyone. i wrote this at 4:30 in the morning, and i wasn't sure how clear it came out. i'm glad it was understood.