I am in the dark.
I sit silently in my corner,
Yearning for the light
Yearning for the fun i see in the people there
But it is always beyond my grasp...

The darkness launches attacks,
Tries to invade my soul.
Often, for a time, it succeeds...

But though it wins the battle,
The war continues to be fought.
Somehow, a single candle flame of hope remains alight inside.

i protect this fragile flame from the monster,
The demon lurking just outside the glow
Waiting for an opportunity,
A lapse in my attention,
To swoop in and destroy me.

Or from an insidious sneak attack,
the sending of lesser demons
To wear down the defenses.
Constantly on guard, i have little time to strive for greater light...