I'll be okay in the morning.
I'll be like the sun, rising while bringing the beauty of color with it.
Or I'll be like a Phoenix that has been reborn anew from the ashes of previous experiences.
I'll be like a newly budding flower, vibrant and radiant.
I won't have to struggle anymore.
I won't have to worry if I'm going to be emotionally stable.
I won't have to carry around the insecurities that some guy has left me with.
The question "Was I Worth It," will no longer exist in my vocabulary.
I'll be free of the internal war going through my head, the war of morality and society.
In the end, and I am not talking about death I'll be truly happy.
I'll go back to they way I used to be, me truly me.
Not some generic, Walmart brand me but the real me.
The me who enjoys family life and the company of others,
Or the me that enjoys being creative, imaginative and bright.
The youthful me that didn't need a lot to be happy or overjoyed.
The me that truly new how to love.
So until Morning comes I'll wait,
And I'll wait, wait and wait.
Because I know that when my Morning comes everything will be ok.
I know that I'll be okay in the Morning.
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~La Vie En Rose~
Short StoryThese are various one-shots or poems that mainly I and occasionally other people have written. I felt like it would be nice to share some of the things that I have written and see how other people would perceive them. I hope you enjoy and if you may...
