I feel a little more me today 

The crying spell has passed 

With each hour, ticking by softly, my lungs awaken

I breathe easier now

 

I enjoyed my morning coffee 

Sat by the steamy windows 

Watching the sunrise slowly emerge from behind the dewy grass 

 

Colour is returning to my cheeks 

Repairing some part of the fragile soul I was two days ago

 

I dream 

Again 

But they are no longer relentless nightmares like before 

 

I had to breakdown 

Live in the worst part of the destruction 

In order to breakthrough 

 

It is difficult to see the light at the end of the tunnel 

When you have your eyes closed