safety feature

in the cellar of reflections,
i pry into my entire being,
finding reasons and figuring out,
what made me feel so empty.

shrouded in lethargic routine,
running hither and further,
you came and fire-lit my tunnel,
and warmed my frozen hands.

i've seen sweetness before,
it radiated such brightness,
with much colour and glory,
only with you did i get to taste it.

am i worthy of such fruit?
i question myself;
deserveth i joy, exhiliration, silence,
a haven from all things disconcerting?

i beckon not an answer,
for i reckon there is no need.
to fate's mercy i truly beg,
such emptiness never to return.