Trickles of light into the jar of my life

Darkness to the blind is a light
In a dark room,
opening of my eyes was illumination.
And likewise fighting,
like jabs in the wind
Till I slept like a spooked horse
under the cardiac massage of fear
whispering rude comments
on the inefficient endeavors
of a mad man, to stab the the dark.
learnt; darkness breeds darkness
So I stared into the light till i became light and darkness faded away