Short is my feeling of triumph
for seeming to cross a threshold
maybe of realization
or silly giving in to self acceptance
for I fight myself
and for myself
and finally give up
and there is the threshold
I give up being afraid of the dark
trying to get a solid night of sleep
controlling things I can’t control
adjusting to the way things are now
and forever in flux
subtly shifting focus
as shifting my weight from one foot to another
or closing one eye
then switching
my triumph is still there
though not as ecstatic
of calm happy knowing
I have shifted to a better place
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