Eyes blurry, back sore, fingers smell like cigarettes,
awaken to find that the rain has gone, and sun now shines

Slowly rise, walk to the window, see the swaying blossoms in the trees,
wonder when it last was that everything seemed so simple

Step out into the early sunlight, wiping crust from eyes - cough
hesitate for a moment before drawing first breath of a new morning

(You felt despondent just a day ago)
(You thought you wouldn't recover from the damage)
(You began to forget who you were)
(You did not want to wake up once you slept last night...)

Today feels different, the prison cell is gone, the mind wanders where it has not been in quite awhile
Today feels relaxed, the days before cannot be erased - but it feels like a chance to renew

Pull free from the quicksand, return to senses, take back control of a life nearly abandoned
Eyes open once again, set out upon the world.

You find that for once, you understand not where you are headed nor where you have been, but why you go at all

...and you gladly take that first brave step, finally moving in the right direction, finally moving again.