The Dark Room

There was a dark room,

but has some light.

I was scared

but had to fight.

Stepping into the unknown,

thinking of what was known.

The light became shallow,

in the room of hollow.

Just a matchbox in my hand,

what could I do!

Feeling like I was drowning,

in the dark golden sand.

Mumbling the God's name,

I came in the room thinking my horror was so lame!

Just then the sun rised,

and the little light surprised.

I stepped out thinking that it was a dream,

a dream which I never meant to seem.