In the light I feel

as if the warmth

is meant for me

lighting

soothing

feeding

A warm embrace.

But the cold of the 

night awaits

Always

waiting

ready to strike

clamping back onto

my growing need for 

contact

an escape

a way out of 

this spiral

that only knows 

one end

And it only stops

when I do.
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