I wonder sometimes
if I can ever truly
be happy
with this darkness
that descends so readily,
hungry to devour me.
I wonder aloud in my own pitiful duality,
how could I ever be seen as anything
when I let this darkness cloud my way.
I go through days with a smile,
but is it real?
Is this how happiness feels?
Or just a brief flittering of sunlight
whilst the clouds have parted
for a break in their stormy ordeal?
I know I ache sometimes.
I know I ache some days
when I look outside
and think
I don’t deserve those sun rays.
I wonder is the darkness within me?
Or is it more like a shadow at my feet?
Clinging on for dear life
as I try to run clear of it.
I sit so often with nothing in mind,
just a blank piece of paper
with only one word underlined.
Happy?
But then I feel
that lifting lilting shift of a moment,
where for a brief second
light beckons me,
it calls to me to walk clear
leave the darkness in the past,
sever that string of fear.
And I do.
I walk away from the gloom.
For that moment the smile feels...
Real. It feels true.
I wonder if maybe
I’ve been able to break free
from the darkness much more easily,
ever since I saw the way it sat so pitifully,
needing me, feeding on me, bleeding me.
That like a shadow needs light to survive,
am I the one shining,
making the darkness
that once felt so bleak
now seem so weak?
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Kyle
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