No recollection of dark being light,
as was the dark of this very night.
The anger that once was has now resigned,
to be replaced with just pleasant times.
Life is no longer a hopeless abyss,
the hope has now started to exist.
Self-fulfilment is the basis of life
succeeding presence of constant strife.
Happiness was previously absent
but grew into firm stability.
Eradicating the grieving ailment,
reviving flawless traquility.