Captivate, oh world in sense
let not the cut keep me back
free me! Oh I ask, from dark walls
least they hinder me forever,
shutting out bright hours.
Least, I escape never
and my skin bleed showers
of pain and empty gall
no light within the crack
simply blackness that is immense.
Yet in the shadow I find,
I can search for peace of mind.
If I can grasp it with my all
I will be able to find the track
that leads me on past nightfall
to bring bright warm weather
and nectar of meadow flowers
that have melted out of snow.
I no longer see the shadows
even if they follow me ere I go.
by Heather Johnson
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