Living

Living
 
As the sunlight peeks over the horizon,
My melancholy mood strives to cling
more tightly to my soul;
To press back the warmth of that divine orb...
to once again leave my heart cold, dead and barren.
 
I stare longingly at the glistening rays.
Oh, to feel the comfort of them
upon my countenance once again!

Dare I break the yoke of my inauspicious ways?
Dare I grip my courage with both hands?
Do I choose to, once again, walk the path of the living?
Or, do I remain in the grey-scale of shadow?

Pondering these things,
my heart races as I raise my foot
to step into the light...
My body shudders in pleasure
as the first rays bathe my skin.

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