A little thumping fist

Rhythmically pulsating

With one hand on your chest

Another on your knee crouched over

                                                            Running yet again

                                                            You look back but not front

                                                            A glimmer in the distance

                                                            But you're in a fear overdrive 

Sub consciously you turn to the light

Almost an inner sparkle within you

You don't give in at first

But you let it tow you into joy

                                                                Like all the good things in life

                                                               This little light slips through your fingers

                                                               A darkness back in your road

                                                               And you let it rain on your parade