… and then the Sun came up.
The light broke through the
through the clouds,
penetrated the night,
the demons put to rest.
For so long she ran from the light,
ran afraid of the unquestionable positivity and vulnerability that
came with the warmth of each ray.
She was afraid of letting go,
so accustomed to the dark that she ultimately
became afraid of the light.
As she writes a faint smile paints her pale pink lips,
She awoke early today to face her demons,
she awoke early to fall in love with the Suns early rays,
with the day’s gift of life
with her own light.
Gabriela Tejada ❤
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