Darkness Had Become The Enemy

Darkness had become the enemy.  In the absence of light, there were no reminders of life.  She had been alone too long.  Her promise never to marry again, rang in her ears.  It would betray her past to be a happily married woman.  Yet the question of betraying herself weighted heavier on her conscience.   In the light of day, at least, she could busy herself with the mundane activities of life.  She was aware that she could not avoid answering his proposal any longer.  The pain of her avoidance of life had become unbearable.  No longer could she be satisfied with fulfilling obligations.  She thought, possibly this may be her only chance for happiness.  Although, the risks involved were not obvious in the twilight.  She could conjure a fantasy life very easily in the stillness of the dark.  She had lost herself in playing the role of a good mother, a good wife.  Ironically, the pain she worked so diligently to avoid found its way to her through loneliness.  A much bigger wound.  The emptiness she felt as she became one with the darkness was exquisite.  The only true way out is through, she decided.  Yes, she would accept his proposal.  She would take the chance, and to hell with her fears.  She would be happy.  She could take the first step towards her new life.  There is obviously nothing to be gained from taking the safe road.  She would easily trade in her pain and emptiness for the possibility of fulfillment.  Or is that just another fantasy?