Stand in the Sun

I asked you to save me
Let me stand in the sun with thee
Escape impending darkness
Pull me away from distress

Despite pleasure around
I do not feel it surround
With others' delight I feel pain
All I have is immense strain

In shadows I see death
Barely catch my breath
My world holds no balloons
Nor swings and cartoons

I pray we stand in the sun
Here knots of fear are undone
The place our life only shines
Removed from my confines

Poetry form: Quatrain
Rhyme scheme: aabb
Line count: 16


Written for: day 11 of "Invalid Item"