Megan Rose's Poetry

Incisive Instances.

Whenever I may feel lonely or when I may feel sad,

I close my eyes and think of instances of which left me feeling glad.

When clouds rolling in are mighty and dark,

And a storm is striking inside of my heart. 

When the sun comes and the moon has gone,

I close my eyes and think of instances of which left me feeling strong.

When the oceans are roaring,

And the waves crash me down.

When people look right through me and make me feel renowned.

I close my eyes and think of instances of which left me feeling proud.

When my soul splatters within the air,

And my mind strangles wanting to swear.

I close my eyes and think of instances of which left me feeling aware.

When all my good turns to bad,

And when all my happy turns to mad,

I close my eyes and think of instances of which left me feeling glad.