Plains of a Course

When trying to reach the path set foot, what will get in your way?

Crossing plains alone and unsure

With nothing but a friendly bird

Traveling without signs of end

Making sure nothing strange is heard

 

Shadows following like lost children

Trying to force you off your course

Leading you to a deathly hole

Where nothing can be seen but an evil force

 

Still denying them the right

Will push you to the right end

Where the light is ever flourished

And the darkness will bend

 

To make it through

To keep up the fight

To never stop the hunt

To reach the light

 

That is the fight you must make

For I had made mine

To know when you have reached the end

Just look for light’s sign.

Author's Note

Just a short little thing i wrote when i was in class yesterday. though to post it here. Thanks for reading.