A Clouded Brightness

It's an awful mess
O God


A Messy Murky Madness


I cut a path
Through the darkness
Part the curtain


Hoping
For light
It's not yet
Bright


Not bright at all
And very dark


I stay awake
And wait


Holding
The frailest
Slimmest hope


That there never was
A day that did not
Break


So I will break
Apart


Away from night
And into light


Even if it is
A clouded brightness

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