Come to me <br />And take my hand <br />For today is not that of delight <br />But that of eternal darkness <br />I shall guide you through the tunnel <br />With the light perceived at the end <br />But the light is imaginative <br />For there can be no light <br />When all that is expected <br />Is darkness at the end of the road.<br /><br />Cheyenne Ashley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perceived/
