A Shadow.

I cannot seem to find
Much joy in the soft kisses
Of the breeze along my cheeks.
Nor can I find much happiness
In a stray ray of sun
That imprints itself upon my
Dreariest days with hopes of somehow
Sending me some of its unwavering light.

Because I have been dark
For so long, it's hard for
Even the brightest and most magnificent
Spectacle to leave even a glimmer
Of radiance on my shadow of a soul.