JOY

I get sad.
Hopelessly, irretrievably depressed
Wallowing in the very darkest depths of despair.
But when I am happy,
I soar
High, high above the world
Swinging on moonbeams and sunshine
Rejoicing in the sheer ecstasy of being alive.
Thinking of nothing but the seemingly perfect future 
That lies ahead of me.
It doesn't last forever
But for that moment
I feel joy.
 

flowersinherhair

VT

18 years old

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  • infatuation


    you are not you. 

    you are what i think
    alas i refuse to admit i am wrong.
    what can i say?
    i love this version of you 
    he is kind and sweet and loving 
    so very beautiful.
  • Slippery slope

    The way is harsh
    The light is dim
    And we forget to celebrate love
    Instead condemning faultless faults and forged sins
    We sit in silence
    Festering in our lack of empathy 
    Or we stand and scream because still we are not heard