This part of her planet has turned sideways from the sun
and the dark almost, but not quite, comforts as it covers
her world completely
the dirt road to her destination is not lined with any
illumination
the only glow comes from headlights
the car carries her further and further into the night
and for a moment she can’t tell if she’s earthbound or
in flight
all she knows is that she’s moving
whether it’s a transition or transitory she can't tell
she's realising that recovery will be incremental
discovering that forbearance will be instrumental
this time round
she's realising that recovery will be incremental
discovering that forbearance will be instrumental
this time round
but the sun will dismiss the dark come morning
she’ll hear the birds sing her world awake
their music a sweet relief from a night of silence that
presses in
and this part of her planet now dresses in a light
that has no equal in clarity anywhere else that she’s ever
seen
and she’ll continue her battle to get back to who she’s been
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