Internal Darkness

The darkness surrounding me,
It's eternal, or so it seems to be.

The darkness cannot be illuminated by light,
because it's internal, nothing can make it bright.

"The love of god might", said the priest,
but somehow that doesn't seem quite right.

I need to find a way out of this game,
for too long I've tried to hide,
the feel that makes me insane.

Every day I'm drifting further away,
from the reality that may,
be the only salvation today.

Just when I'm kneeling to pray,
the cure pops out in a mysterious way.

In the form of a heavy chandelier,
that sends me to the bay,
of paradise, that is pure and sincere.