💔🔥 “Black Dot Rising”
I walk in black where angels hide,
no glow, no guide, just pain inside.
The light has fled, the songs are gone,
and still the night keeps dragging on.
I bite the dust, I curse the flame,
my ego screams and takes the blame.
Yet deep beneath that broken skin,
the smallest spark still burns within.
The dot is black, but fierce its hue,
it whispers low, “I’m still in you.”
No white remains, no shining crown,
but from this dark the soul kneels down.
I serve through tears that never cease,
in war I fight to find my peace.
Each fall, each cut, each silent cry,
becomes a prayer that lights the sky.
Don’t chase the glow that comes then fades,
the real work’s done in hidden shades.
For when the world says “you’re forgot,”
the Shechina breathes inside that spot.
So let me bleed and call it grace,
the pain’s the kiss I can’t erase.
From blackest night the dawn will start—
the dot of dust becomes His heart.
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