Untitled Poem 6

A black heart
Unfeeling, cold-blooded
Dead within
A light
Bright as the sun
smiles on me
Little by little
the darkness lifts
Blood warms
Feelings reappear
A vibrant, beating mass
of heart emerges from the darkness
full of life,
but guarded
Afraid to trust
Afraid to love
For fear to do so
will lead back to
a dark state of numbness

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