Those Days.

 It's days like this,
Where my smile is real.
My insides tickle,
And the sky brightens oh so slightly.

Reminds me of the reason,
My reason.
Why I still breathe in the cold stale air,
When everything's going to shit.

Every so seldom you sneak in,
You break the hand made walls,
Pull me back to my feet.

Feel the human clawing at the bars,
Almost free; So close.

The tears are of joy,
I can nearly reach.
And at this point,
It's fight or flight..