Fighting To Shine

While away the countless hours,
Wishing they belonged to someone else.
Sleep,
Sweet refuge,
Why do you deny me?
The wee hours of the morning,
The stillness of night,
Must you be filled so,
With reckless longing?
Surely there is more to me,
More than the desire for blood and pain.
Depression hits everyone.
Why should I be weak,
When everyone else is so much stronger?
Must I come to this crossroad time and again?
I want to be more than a pathetic creature.
I want to be a light that shimmers and shines.
I want to be so bright,
The shadows can’t come near me.
Whispers of things best forgotten slip insidiously through my mind.
If I drown them out with a song,
If I can quench and slake my infernal thirst for darkness,
Would then my light blind?
Is there a song strong enough?
I have a melody.
I have the will.
I can shine,
I know it.
Anybody have a light?