This one's for the dreamers
the storytellers, the musicians
the painters, the scriptwriters
this one's for the the crossed out lines
the crumbled up pages
the erased words
for the art that was
poems that were too honest
stories that couldn't be written of as fiction
this is to climbing out of bed
on dark days,
deciding to live for you
one day at a time
this to waking up again
not knowing how long you slept
but wanting to be awake
ready for today
this is for you
deciding to be yourself
and saying, you're enough
this is to the poem you wrote for yourself
the ones that were just for you
not for anyone else to tell you they were beautiful
but powerful enough that they needed no validation
no recognition - they could be tucked in a page of your forgotten diary
and still, be your best creation
like the love you keep for you
and so this is me completing this letter
telling you, you did good
the rights and the wrongs
the good and the bad
all of it
this is me telling you how it's okay to be human
to make mistakes
and make them again
how it's okay to lose
after a winning streak
and to lose after
losing again
that it's okay
there isn't anything you can't get through
no low that you can't get up from
and challenges get difficult
things get tougher
but as long as you've got you
you're alright
so tell yourself you're proud
do it loudly and boldly
shout it off the cliff
if that's what it takes to make it convincing
and the world might seem like it's racing past
like the lights are flashing too loudly
and the rains don't mean home anymore
they bring in a feeling of dread
and that's okay
it means you're changing
you're growing
and that's alright
you'll find new things you love
and you'll let go of some
for no one's fault
it's just the way it happens love
you'll find new music you're passionate about
you'll fall out of love with music that was once peace
you're afraid of change now
but it doesn't have to be dreadful
it doesn't have to signal doom
it can be beautiful
like the clear skies
after a heavy rain
like the rainbow against the backdrop of the green mountains
like seeing your friend after years of online classes
like everything beautiful and peaceful
and it might not always make sense
but as long as you've got you
it's going to be alright
YOU ARE READING
MYSTERY OF POETRY
PoetryRight from the depths of Literature, I bring you this gift of poetry, Wherein each word has a deeper meaning, an unsolved mystery, Wherein even a line can convey tons of long forgotten history, Because the best way I can express myself is by t...
