My soul is shaking
And though terrified,
Of how every moment I feel my bones rub against my back

I am elated
The tears rush over my hollowed cheeks, blurring the sun in my eyes
They catch my breath and sweep it back to my mouth, back where it belongs

Yes, I'm terrified of what I've become
But after traversing land after land of darkness, I can finally say

I really and truly do not want to die.