Saturday, December 29, 2018

happy-ish

Im so happy Im not in the black place anymore
the sadness
the hurt
the anger
the bottom the depths of death
inviting death

I am so happy

no, Im content
Im alive
Im sleep walking
but fuck im here
I can talk abut my. hurts and pains
and be removed from the moments of feelings of those times
  im so happy
Im not in the black
the swallow of death
the cradle of dying
im awake and alive and Im so happy to say that

Im so happ
to listen to then songs that enraptured  black and listen to these songs
and think damn
Im so happy to not be in those muddy waters
of tha sunken heart
that heavily beat,  battered, and bruised heart

Im s o happy
I wander in my writings for pieces of solitude
no longer escape from death
the blue that was so deepened with saddness is now blue of the ripples of the rivers and lakes nolonger the ocean that was was goin to be my tsunami of death.  It is calm waters.

I am so happy to be, to have a piece of heaven without the promise of death
Funnily, I miss words pen to paper but im learning to appreciate the keyboard as such, too bad I can t smoke while doing so   Ha

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