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Into the darkness I walk,

Down those short choppy stairs.

The light fades behind me,

For a moment I look back to stare.

My eyes adjust to the shadows,

All unique in their own hue.

It all seems too familiar,

But I know this trip was due.

I spent too much time basking,

Away in that warm sun.

But knew that there was more in me,

Holes to be dealt with that aren’t really fun.

Time and again my mind stuttered,

Waiting for a better day.

But there is no perfect moment,

When you are trying to find your way.

So down the stairs I walk,

Seeing the crawling memories of past.

Where I kept slipping and falling,

The climb seemed to always last.

But  somethings different about this trip,

Back down into the abyss.

I know what I am going for,

A shot that I will not miss.

I am not fearful, scared, or worried,

That I wont find what I’m looking for.

There is no doubt in my mind,

What life for me has in store.

And once I find it I’ll turn around,

After my time in the dark.

I will have made footprints in the ground,

On a trip I was destined to embark.

-Evan Sanders