The light

a spark, flickering..
I try to catch hold of it amidst pitch black darkness...
I stumble, break my bones...
I still get up and run towards the light..
it maybe my only chance to survive
It's a long long road..
each step forward pushes the light a step further away
Am I going to get there...Maybe..Maybe not...
With these continuous thoughts I run..
And then
Lo' and behold the darkness is gone...
there's light ..
and light everywhere...
I have travelled through time and worlds to get here...
everything is beautiful...
my mind is experiencing a pyschic trance...
m still running..can't seem to stop...
I want to stop,I fear I might run so far that I leave behind this Utopia,this Eden and come back to where I started from..
I try to convince my body to stop...
but I experience convulsions..
and I fall and roll over...
my legs are still moving...
I'm crying out to the Universe to help me stop myself from running....
no one seems to care....
tears are running down my cheek...
this sort of paralysis is unheard of...
I resign and resolve...
resign to my body''s reluctance in listening to me...and I keep running....
resolve to keep the faith going that eventually I will stop before the light ends...
soon enough, I stop because my body cant take it anymore..this running...
my resolve though, chuckles softly to its final glory.