The sun's faint rays shine through the shades and I am reminded of my existence. I am alive. I am surviving. Breathing. I have eluded the darkness for another day of subtle peace. I count my blessings and I pray for contentment. I wait for the day to crash down on me, but it doesn't and this is a new sensation. For once in so long I do not fear the destruction of my own hands. They are kind. I keep myself busy with idle tasks and I count the hours until it's time to go to sleep. I pray for a good nights rest. It rarely blesses me these days. Still, I remind myself of my existence. I am alive. I am surviving. Breathing. I have eluded the darkness another day.