• Searching for light,
    She walks though long halls.
    Every once in awhile screaming,
    Hoping for a reply to calls.

    "Where am I?" She whispers,
    Seeing nothing, but darkness.
    Plopping to the ground, lost,
    Softly weaping, feeling hopeless.

    Will it be orever?
    Will she always feel lonesome?
    Can she find her light?
    Or spend eternity in darkness?