The Pit

In a pit without light
Sits a small and puny sight
It crawls and begs its want to leave
For that it thinks it cannot breathe
Deep below the dark of its mind
Sits the dark flame we saw in time
The desire to live cannot be undone
Even as he cannot do what is to come
The thought of even more brings delight
But as he is there is no might
To think one day he could be free
Yet he cannot be
As when the time comes
He will wither to nothing
As when the dark sees light
There is nothing it can do to fight
As the dark is naught but the absence
To think all it wanted was something
Yet that something diminished it’s existence
As it crawls towards the idea of light
One must wonder



Why?