30 December 2012
Through the darkness my consciousness crawls; Inching my way along crumbling, decrepit halls
Each door leads to another exactly the same; I sense a light and I'm drawn in like moth to flame
I feel my limbs move outside this nightmare; Ceiling and walls tumbling as I become aware
Senses fight to let reality free me from this hell; Echoing voice calls my name, with enticing smell
I reach the final door as brilliant light releases me; I reach across my bed and find my morning coffee
The Light • Opuss № I