He sinks into his haven,
Reviving the agony and
Contemplating the consequences
Of the imminent circumstances.
This chamber stimulates his faith
In all he believes to be reasonable.
It has been a muse, a guardian
And his most trusted adviser.
This calm, quiet, subdued corridor
Provides light within the darkest of shadows
And now he is engulfed in nothing but onyx.
Within this sacred space he discovers his refuge;
It is in this place that he retreats in need,
After every mind numbing moment,
During all times of confusion, and
Before seeking answers and worlds unknown.
And it is here, within this dark hallway,
That the young man kneels; praying
For the souls of those surrounding him,
And for that sweet elixir to bring hope
Once more.
Inspired by Sean
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