Abriatis

My act of courage?

I don't think myself a courageous person, but I think the most courageous thing I've ever done is convincing myself that I need to get better.
I'm not as good with words as some others here, but please bear with me.

preschool smelled like the open ground and grassy knolls. how do i remember? i don't. all i can do is look through my memories and try to recall everything. 

these days pass so quietly
with the wind, the rain, and slush
and here we stay so silently
every word hushed

that vengeful breeze
the antithesis of all
marches with grace
shouts with care

the enlightened rain

slipping silently into sleep
dreaming drunkenly of drearily drawn depression
the whorls of water and wax
covering what couldn't quell the chaos

it's so strange, something seemingly so sheltering

this decision is mine and mine own
some may not like it
but in the end, what do their opinions matter?

brush their words off, with the back of my hand
like leaves fading from a branch
dead by the time they hit the ground