Forward Together

There’s a darkness in the morning light.

A reminder of cycles.

When I open my eyes I see the same

Old things that bleed imprisonment.

I go to the same old places

That beckon my time.

I wish to break loops and hope

For something different,

And I may be able to change it all.

But where do I even start?

We should strike fires together.

New lives without familiar walls.

Not so much to change us completely,

But to make us comfortable.

I will reach my hand out.

Let’s step forward together.