ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHTby Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
O luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night

She walked and walked and walked, the endless trudging down dark corridors. She trips, she falls, but she gets up.. and she walks and she walks and she walks. It's an endless journey, seeking for the light. The darkness frowns at her, she cowers in the shadows. But she continues her ceaseless steps. And one day, she'll get there. One day, everything will be alright. One day, she'll fear no more.

Fear.... I laugh in the face of fear. Yup. One day.

Mindless ramblings of Jem.