Rays of Light

My eyes are closed

The sun is out

Though I’m still enclosed

I can hear them shout

 

I look out to the rising sun

It looks back with a batch of faces

The burdens holding me down feel like a ton

They look at all my empty spaces

 

Why do I get up?

 

The faces look down on me

Like different rays of light

Why do they torture me

Will this make things right

 

Why do I get up?

 

Once their shine pierces my skin

I notice the lack of pain

The warmth causes me to grin

With every smile I feel no strain

 

Should I get up?

 

Every ray represents a friend

All different colors appear

Their light has no end

True happiness has never been so clear

 

Should I get up?

 

These faces give me motivation

Only with their shine can I rise

They make my life have innovation

The warmth I feel is my ultimate prize

 

This is why I get up

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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