Ever
So slowly
The days are
Getting longer
And warmer.
As Winter
Is left
Behind.
And yet
A cold lingering
Darkness
Remains.
A throwback
To the days
Glaciers covered
My soul
In their frigid grip.
Crushing everything
Except
A wish for oblivion
And a permanent
Soul's rest.
As tears
Like glacier fled rivers
Carry away
The rumble of my soul
To parts unknown.
Now
I must traverse
Across my soul's fjords
Rediscovering
The real meaning
Of living life.
A journey
Harder
Than facing Death
Herself.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: Just feeling blah, today. And yes, I do finder harder, to live life, than to embrace Death. Always, have seem Death, as the equalizer, in balancing out, one's pain and suffering.
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