In a chaotic world
of eight billion people,
each hidden away
in their own
separate lives,
be remembered for
being the person
who brings others joy,
who makes people smile,
who can brighten someone’s
day in the blink
of an eye.
Be remembered
for being a great person.
Posted in response to the challenge Sentence.
Lie awake tired, won’t go to sleep, regret it in the morning,
repeat.
I try to break the cycle,
but then something stops me.
Oh wait, it was just myself, again,
like always,
but I'm stuck and
Pages hold the ink
of my pen, tears of my eyes,
power of my words.
Conflict causes crazy
crisis, confuses me
until I'm numb.
Don't know what
I desire, asking the
question, "who am I, really?"
because I really want to know.
People's perceptions poke
Comments
i like this
there’s not enough happy poems
thank you! you're so right
This made my smile, what a lovely feel good piece i would frame this on my fridge just as a reminder. Keep writing!
aww thank you so much!!!
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