I look at these chapters
One by one
And they are all so different
I made this book to help me
Feel better
I wrote about moments that didn't exist
So that maybe my brain could find joy
In the things that weren't real yet
But they were possible
But It looks as If my works have
Gone off my original path
But they haven't
Because after every chapter that seems to doom me to sadness
There is something else
Every time I
Blow out the candles
Every time my
Arms are too tired to hold on any longer
Even when
My wings are torn away
And verbal bullets fly
There is hope
That I know one day
I'll be ok
One day I'll be sitting on a cliff with my best friend drinking slushees
One day
I will be living a great life and I'll have
RRLM to help me grow
One day I'll look at my sky and each constellation will be shining at me
One day
The victories won't be small because I will have won
One day
I won't have to plead for my childhood years back
It's all the light at the end of the tunnel for me
And I may not be ok
tomorrow
Or in a week
Or a month
Maybe not even a year
but in this moment
Sitting here
Thinking of all I got to live for
I'll be ok
Eventually
So no this book hasn't changed course
Cause after each sad moment their is
An army of moments that are waiting to happen
And these moments promise good
They promise
Hope
And light
And peace
And one day they will become real
Just not now
But I'm
Willing to wait
I always will be
YOU ARE READING
For now ... I will be ok
Short StoryI've been going through it lately so i wrote this to help me feel better, sometimes the best way to find joy is to look for it in moments that don't truly exist Moments that you crate out of the depths of your mind because , the real world is too...
