Flickering

I was out.

The light I carried snuffed.

The noise. The fear. The doubt.

I was out.

I was lost.

The conviction I had crumbled.

The talks. The dirt. The cost.

I was lost.

I had climbed.

The dark I consumed whined.

The scars. The stars. The mind.

I had climbed.

I have won.

The light I had burned.

The cuts. The slips. The thorns.

I have won.

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