Sunlight light cascades ‘cross my face, hurting my eyes…
I am happy that I am alive.
Breath quickly enters and exits my two lungs-
Every moment is a war
I am still alive, so I have won.
I have tasted something awful after I sat down to eat.
I am alive- happy to taste anything.
There are ditches in the road, shaking my body within a car.
But I am alive, so I drive on.
Rain comes down heavy, blinding me from everything-
I feel every cleansing drop roll down my skin.
I am alive, I am happy.
I hear a song on the radio, it is not my favorite.
But, I hear something.
I am alive, I am happy.
I recall every ache lost love has caused-
But, I am alive, purely excited to feel at all.
I occurred a nefarious mare as I dreamt through the night, but I woke up.
I am happy, that I am alive.
I’ve just written a letter with tears in my eyes.
Still I am happy, I am alive.
May 25, 2015 at 10:29
I like it. He has a little bit of melancholy in it , but is still remaining hopeful; It remains positive. Yes yes yes! you are alive!
May 25, 2015 at 12:32
Thank you! Hopefulness is what keeps me motivated. If one focuses too much on the details of a much bigger picture, its more likely to loose its beauty.
December 26, 2015 at 05:27
Reblogged this on whatshuntingrita and commented:
Always ends on a positive note, this guy 🙂 love it.
February 22, 2016 at 18:36
One Million thanks to you, Rita!
June 29, 2016 at 09:13
I love hope you created harmony between conflicting images of desire for hope!
June 30, 2016 at 07:35
Awesome thought. Thank you for the support, Zee!