Thursday, May 12, 2016

Light


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My life has been rocky and swaying
and the darkness comes without warning;

I'm walking gently through the grass
there are soft blooms, and in the distance there is light

I can see it but I can't yet feel it
I can see it but I can't quite touch it
I know it's there, but there's a fog in between

Inside I am driven by fire,
iron and raw knowing;
there is a shield and it surrounds me
yet I'm swallowed by the size of it all
the scale of the hurt and the guilt
the pain of taking what once was
and making it no longer anything;
of taking what once had a pulse
a song
and a future,
and tearing it in half
like a letter you just couldn't get right

Each day is a new emotion
a new sense of clarity
or a new sense of fear

But I'm walking slowly past the trees
there are budding greens, and in the distance there is light

I can see it but I can't yet feel it
I can see it but I can't quite touch it
I know it's there, and the fog will clear.


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