Is it okay
To feel this way?
To see things my way?
To have these thoughts?
To posses these feelings?
Is it really okay?
Is it okay
Not to be okay?
Not to be normal?
Not to have inner peace?
Not being able to understand yourself?
Is it really okay?
Is it okay
To talk to yourself?
To converse with papers?
To dance with the pen?
To laugh on the lines?
To cry with the tears of rhyme?
Is it really okay
Is it okay
That I smile with my eyes closed?
That I sing with my lips hugging each other?
That I play with my legs held together?
That I swim with my hands on my pockets?
That I enjoy the sight of darkness more than light?
Is it really okay?
Does it have to be okay?
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Wounds of the Moon
PoesíaIwish you days with sunrise and gentle breezes. I wish you smiles with no reason to be sad I wish you happiness which knows no end I wish you peace of mind even in my mind I wish you love that will never wilter like ours has I am here for you, alway...
