Flecks of pink and blue dot the sky above
The morning light has finally reached my bloodshot eyes
It is a new day,
but not a new life.
I find myself in the valley,
yet I wish to be at the peak.
Sitting in the dirt of my wrongdoings.
Hoping, needing a hand to reach out to me,
I have dug this hole for myself.
Action by action I trek deeper into the darkness.
No light to be found.
In the valley my tears swell up
it seems as if there is no hope.
As the last ounce of joy drains away a sparkle catches
It is the hand I have been dreaming about
Stretching out towards my defeated face
I quickly pounce and hold on tight,
I am lifted unto the summit with no pain in sight!