the darkness came on easy, i let it
in hope of an easy fix.
surgeon, your hands please heal
broken bones, heal broken spirit.
i want to walk down great pathways
to find sad peasants in the road.
reach out with words that lead to laughter,
that lighten hard and heavy loads.
i am not downtrodden,
hope shines lamplike in the dusk.
striding now toward bright dawn
my pain gone, i live with lust.
send out help, it beams so brightly
in the golden morning sun,
i walk into tomorrow- wait!
i want to Run!!!
