Anhedonia [poetry collection]

waiting room

On this rainy day I lost a battle with my mind;
the same day I found what was so hard to find.
I decided to become one with the wind and silence;
I found a waiting room radiating with a rare sense of calmness.

It feels like time stopped right at that moment,
when I sat down and let go off my movement.
I looked at the lights to ignore my darkness;
to find this peace all I do is wait and try less.

When I saw the star moving and shining so bright;
I felt my body getting warmer; it's my inspiration to write.
This sudden yet unpredictable sight
was as little as my urge to fight.

I suddenly felt the world connecting to my heart;
in that moment I no longer wanted to fall apart.
Knowing that all passer-bies  will wonder,
filled my heart with extraordinary sonder.

The feeling of loneliness drifted away with the wind;
and the taste of late night air made me feel like I sinned.
On this rainy day, my aching soul wanted to bloom;
this feeling will forever stay in my precious little waiting room.