He peered dark in his loom
It was absent of light
Long he stood there, in the darkness of his room
Struggling in his internal fight
I cleared my throat
To let him know I was there
And it is his story, I wrote
Which makes fate a bit lighter to bear
My son, I said
Why do you stand here alone
Why aren’t you in your bed
Standing here all on your own
Won’t you converse your tale
Tell me your story
For I seem to fail
To grasp your purgatory
You seem to be lost
More and more each day
You suffer and I fear the cost
If you continue on in this way
Only silence answered
For my worrisome tone
Then he quietly whispered
I can’t fight this fight alone
His face still facing down
And for a moment brief
He released his frown
Overwhelmed by grief
The silence returned
As tears filled eyes
I longed and yearned
To be a man more wise
Words were lost
Where they should’ve been found
I would’ve paid every cost
To fight at his battleground
His battle was his
And was fought within
What is that is
I could not enter his skin
Then the words arose
Which filled the void
The prose I chose
For humanity I employed
Come, my son,
We’ll leave this dark behind
It is your battle, but together we’ll win
I see the darkness in your mind
We walked out the door
Where the night quietly stood
And unlike moments before
The world seemed to be as it should
Peer up now son
Look to the sky
From the darkness begun
The light and I shall tell you why
Though darkness holds
Much of the known space
It always folds
When light shows it’s grace
All the sparkles countless
Painting the sky at night
Their numbers are endless
So even in the darkness, there always will be a light
When you are waning
And wavering is your resolve
If all your energy is draining
And you’re about to dissolve
Look up at the stars
And see that there’s always light
Show them your scars
They will join your fight
Then there were no tears
There was no sound
Thereafter in his years
He could often be found
Peering at the sky at night
No longer at the floor
Focusing on all that light
He rose, then took flight to soar
Then the day came
Where night suddenly arose
Hard work brought to shame
And why, nobody knows
Now I stand
While you get lowered lower
This is not what was planned
My heart is beating slower
I suddenly thought
Of that fateful night
And the lesson taught
Even in darkness, there’s light
In my grieve I am still proud
You’ve fought your fight
Silver lining of this cloud
The night still holds light
And although I miss you
And my heart grieves without end
What remains is what’s true
You are a warrior, my son, my friend