My skin is finally welcoming the sun's warm hugs
and I no longer shiver at the thought of the night.
I have come to greet the moon with sincerity
instead of fear,
and my mind no longer scares me;
my heart no longer shakes.
Struggle and sadness had settled itself
inside of my head, and after they had left
I wasn't exactly sure how to live 
without them.
But I've picked up my guitar once again--
this time without a weight on my shoulders--
and my fingers have never flown so freely
along the strings that now ring 
notes of pure bliss.
Happiness was not a familiar friend of mine,
but I can feel us catching up again.
Smiling has never felt so easy and
I've never felt so free.