Once again I have found myself in a place where I am comfortable.
A place where I am at peace.
Harm will not me find me here and hurt exists only in my imagination.
I take what I have.
Warmth from my solace strengthens whatever of the soul remains.
For I am alone in these moments and let it be so.
Let the memory of yesterday absolve itself in thoughts that are new.
I dream of grandeur, deluded in my own self-belief.
No longer haunted by my mischief and misadventure.
My journey to contentment is in slow approach like the last train.
And so I ride through the tunnel with glimmers of daylight warming my iris.
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