God's Light

“The lights are too bright,” I told a fellow man

And I sighed out of displeasure, he was blind the fellow man.

I sat on a stone that held up a body, a body full of light.

I sat on a stone that held up a body, a body full of light.

I held my breath for just a couple seconds to feel what struggle was

But struggle is certainly more than that when water fills your lungs.

It crept on me the visions I dreamed, not once did I know if it was real,