Resurrected

The sun comes out
It burns my eyes.
I've been in the darkness too long.
Why couldn't I ever see this light?
All I saw was night with no moon or stars.
Just Darkness.
I want the warmth.
I'm tired of the cold.
Let me in.
Help me.
Talk to me.
Understand me.
I thought this was all to life:
Darkness, Pain, Sorrow, and Mourning.
Now I see more clearly--
Happiness, Joy, Love, and Peace.
It is not an illusion.
The darkness still lurks about me,
Tempting me.
Toying with me.
But now I see a cascade of light.
I still may hurt.
I still may cry.
But I laugh and smile.
I sought too much.
I dwelled in the Darkness too long.
I saw too much of the pain,
and none of the happiness.
The burning in my eyes feel good.
The burning of the old flesh feels good.
For now I am healing,
My old self stripping into a new one.
I am Resurrected from the Darkness.