There’s hope, vivacity hiding in —
Each subtle pain;
Hope despite despairing pain cruel.
Though, cringing — I smile anyways;
Never knowing tomorrow’s —
Treasures; nor its growing pains.
It doesn’t matter; I’m well.
Whatever comes, I —
Accept; not alone, not afraid.
Life might bleed futilely; eyes —
Tear oceans: back —
Bent; yet, pain tenaciously rebuilds.
Though tomorrow chills my bones,
I’ve a responsibility;
I must reconstruct my life.
I must utilize my skills, fight —
Despite dark disrepair;
I’ve burning light, only it repairs.
I’ve a melodic tune within —
Chasing agony away;
I awake, absorb mellow effervescence .
Though muscles creak; fatigue freezing,
Killing the fight;
Embers of hope burn forevermore.
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