I've reached epiphany.
Do I get to be happy?
Slowly... surely.
Maybe... probably.
I was in a dark place,
I lost my face,
And ran a chase,
trying to keep pace.
A sleepless night.
A damsel with no knight.
She was trying to fight,
But lost her might.
I was dumbfounded,
Confused, light-headed.
I was astounded.
Filled with hatred.
She saw peace.
It was quiet, yet at ease.
It was the least.
Indeed! Such a bliss.
Finally... suddenly.
She sang with melody,
And thumped with harmony.
Ironically,
She is me.
I'm making progress!
She was a beautiful mess.
Clutter to cleanliness.
I'm at rest.
A puzzle in the making.
Endless trying,
A chapter opening.
Thanks to praying.
