Poem: The Room I knew

I was walking in the dark
Barely moving, afraid to stub my toes
Or trip over furniture
I couldn't see.

I could not see around me
But focused on myself
And then a candle
Brought a beautiful light.

I could see-
But only in shadow-
Everything was broken
A world shattered beyond.

If I had tried to move
there- in the dark-
The blood would trail the room
Leaving a passage of despair.

But this light came
Casting shadows long and deep
Showing the way
Through the broken bloody path

I began to move
slowly, then with more speed
And as confidence was gained
The path was left behind.

Pushing past the problems,
Pushing past the pain,
Pushing past despair
Until I found your light.