Toward The Light

I am not the same, but I am here,
And here feels wide and warm and alive.
I drink the sun as if I've never tasted it,
Let the wind write its story on my face.
Every step is a small forgiveness,
Every breath a proof that I stayed.
Now the sky sits open in my chest,
Light pouring through where the darkness lived.
I am not the same, but I am here,