Are you okay?
Are you alright, are you fine, are you good?
Are you adequate, are you decent?
Are you emotionally stable, sleeping without crying, smiling because you want to?
Are you breathing without questioning, are you waking up without trying, are you eating without throwing up?
Are you reading this poem right now and thinking no?
Are you thinking for the first time, will I ever be okay?
You will be okay.
You will be alright, you will be fine, you will be good.
You will be adequate, you will be decent.
You will be emotionally stable, you will sleep without crying, and smile for the happiness blooming inside of you.
You will breathe without questioning, you will wake up to a new day, you will eat easily
You
are going to be okay.
So please smile sunshine
It’s a fine new day
To be okay :)
- a.g.
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
The grinding humm of diesel generators fill the smoggy night.
The sky cries acid and breathes sut.
Air is uncomfortably close; sitting on your chest and scraping your throat.
Animals die in unison falling on burnt soil bereavement of life is inevitable.
Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 1:38 PM UTC
At a war with myself.
The trenches are dug deep, like scars on flesh
they distinguish me.
Bullets tear through me moment by moment trying to pierce the thick walls of fantasy.
Onlookers oblivious of the treachery and treason so skillfully hid within the casket.
Death fills until it bursts.
Fills until the war is won.
Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 12:49 PM UTC