Changes

The eventual release from pain
In the learning relentless separation
From those in habit loved

Can come so slowly
It seems there will never be a day
of final peace and tranquility

Who promised me, that if I
did gaze upon reality
Accept it, embrace it, befriend it

I would never suffer again
But no matter how many times
I heave the doorways of my soul

To let the chill light in
The darkness grows silently
To hide me in the break of day