“Hope appeared, right when I needed it.
It brought me light. The dawn.
Beginnings and endings. I always thought, by closing one door, another would open. But it only seemed like all the doors were closing. And the room around me tightened as it grew darker. With no stars. No moon. Just a black, infinite nothing. And as the helplessness began to set in, I remembered that my mind was still very much intact. That I couldn’t be broken. I could find my way out.
So, even without the moon to give me hope, I knew she was still there, behind a curtain. Or cast within shadow. In that moment, a new door appeared, right when I needed it, and it brought me light. The dawn. And you.
It brought me to you.
© Sarah Doughty
It brought me hope.