Synergy

Tear-stained cheeks glisten with apprehension
and I look away in fear of feeling all I have ridden
from my own consciousness,
that I have left in the darkness
and no longer given nourishment,
instead choosing to give breath to my wings
and soar across the world without a burden on my back--
in selfishness, in greed?
No--in nurturance of my own well-being.
The darkness will always be there,
but there my mind will not hover
and my heart will finally recover
from its time spent without light,
for now I have taken flight.