A collection of poems about my little life.
Sunday
Things are good, today things are not just bearable but today you feel like you are standing under the sun at the river and you feel okay with your little life.
You're not high, you aren't elated, you aren't soaring above the clouds, things are just okay and you are okay.
Nothing aches like it used to and it always used to.
It always used to hurt. There was never a moment without a dull pain in your chest but right now everything is okay in your little life.
You sit on the porch waiting for your girlfriend to pull into the driveway and you will hold hands and drink energy drinks you got from the corner store.
You're still on the porch and you feel the breeze on your skin and watch your cat eat while listening to her favorite band.
She comes and you two eat candy and listen to grunge music, she doesn't mind that you can't kiss her yet she doesn't care that you're a little scared when she holds you.
You rest your head on her heart and the moment is so perfect that you talk about how much you love each other for the rest of the night.
She has to go because her dad doesn't like her to sleep over at boys houses, you wish the moment could last forever but you know that chances are you'll see her tomorrow.
When she leaves you sit for a while, you sit in the beauty of today.
Today things are mellow and peaceful and you don't have to run.
You're happy with your little life.
Enough
You feel the tides pushing and pulling you like you're at the beach sitting in the sand, you're not at the beach but it's a good feeling anyway.
You write poems that don't rhyme and don't have many metaphors but you like them.
You lay on your back and listen to the songs you did when you were younger, they are sad songs for the most part but you aren't sad.
You aren't where you thought you'd thought you'd be and maybe you're not where you should be but you don't really mind.
You still feel scared sometimes because he hurt you and he cut you deep but it is not bleeding like it used to.
You feel close to these people, you love them, they love you, and when you are in the same room you don't feel far away.
You write and you like what you write, the poems aren't sad like they used to be.
You feel like you do enough and that you are enough.
YOU ARE READING
Candlelit midnights
PoetryA poetry book written during a darker time in my life, covering topics like addiction and relapse along with happy and romantic moments. Although the original title was different I choose this title to represent how writing was a light in the dark...
