As Good As It Gets

A blanket of darkness
Piled high and thick,
A shortage of oxygen
Always nearly sick,

Glanced up to see
Sunlight leaking through,
A crack in the black
Past the shadow of you,

Hugging slight hope
A place to belong,
Stepped into another
Stronghold unknown,

Dishonesty niavete
Eventually confessed,
Darkness dissuaded
A season blessed,

Daily drenched in His Word
Let go of my plight,
You stayed behind
Cloaked in plain sight,

Once more here we stand
Startled at evil,
Our heads in our hands
Credit The Deceiver.

Copyright 2017. L.L. Shelton.