I awake one radiant spring morning;
A dancing smile of contentment playing on my lips,
Spreading its joy to the rest of my tear-stained face;
Washing away the pain and dread of the night before.
For one brief, passing moment
Happiness and tranquility abound.
And the dark clouds, misery's messengers;
Are kept at bay.
Then suddenly, cold reality strikes me,
Like a speeding arrow formed of ice.
Piercing my mind with its ghastly frozen touch;
Shattering my comforting illusions into a thousand
Tiny and fragile pieces.
And the awful questions begin again;
Where are you?
Why did you leave Me?
What did I do?
Tears begin to fall again as the black clouds
Of despair and anger shroud my vision;
Forcing me back deeper and deeper;
Into the furthest reaches of my warmest childhood memories;
The only place that I feel safe and loved.