Yearning for Light
What most people run from,
I find comfort in it.
Solitude
I had become so used to this darkness,
I can no longer picture myself in the light.
But I do remember it.
I see glimpses of it in others.
Sometimes I crave it.
Most times I am afraid of it.
But as I am wasting away,
I do pray for bravery.
That someday, one day,
I’ll finally bask in the light.
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