Recovery
earliest rays find the absent spaces, to peak in a window pane
eyelids fight the disruptive rays, but bouncing signals in the brain awake
ghosts departe, the darkness dispersing in primitive light
fresh air to course my body, new valor to rise and fight
because the most minescule gleam, drives the pessimism away
I will rise and move into my body and welcome in the day
because embracing the impending uncertainty is the only way, I've found
to detain the demons in their deepest hiding place, underground
This poem is about:
Me