A New Day

March 8, 2020

Eyes heavy with crushing fatigue flicker and close
 

The blackness of out becomes that of in
 

An uneven sleep brings some relief from the horrors of the day
 

Part of me hopes not to wake

 

To get relief from the crushing weight of others
 

Part of me needs to wake
 

Believing it can not become much worse

 

My dreams allow little rest
 

Roused from slumber
 

The sun peeks above the horizon
 

Upward it creeps
 

Darkness of night given light
 

Shining upon the earth
 

A glow
 

Brilliant
 

Blinding
 

Life giving

 

To replace the sorrow of one
 

A new day given
 

To once again strive
 

To once again try
 

To once again hope
 

For just one moment
 

For just one second
 

To feel a slight bit of joy
 

To know just a small period of happiness
 

To once again not wish to die

 

 

 

 

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