A Permanent Fixture

It seems to be a permanent
fixture in my soul
this hollow feeling over
which I have no control.
Everyday is a battle
I have to try and win
only for it to reemerge and
I have to begin again.
Life should not
have to be this way
where beauty is ignored and
my whole world is grey.
If I open my eyes
to see the sunrise,
what if I pause in that moment,
maybe I will be surprised
that life has many secrets
left for me to discover
if only I was brave enough
to throw back the covers.

calm blue sea during golden hour
Photo by Sasha Martynov on Pexels.com

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