i opened my eyes
to a blinding ceiling light
enthusiastic screams
joyful hollers
doctors surrounding
i was so confused
and embraced in fear
until i saw your loving, green eyes
and knew i was okay.
YOU ARE READING
Okay.
PoetrySometimes to know it's okay can be the hardest thing you have to do. But no matter how it may seem, just remember it's true. ____________ Lowercase intentional. I'll let you decide which parts of the story is true and not.
