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it took three years, it took all that panic anxiety, insomnia, emotions cycled like I was an addict my mind got the best of me, left me stranded in an attic and after all the time, that happiness is back in these people always thought "lazy kid, another slacker" when my mind was in a place, that much blacker always believed in fantasy, happily ever after now I'm just playing back this game of life like I'm sitting in a rafter that laughter, those moments I have this life and now I own it I'm promoting that motivation, with the passion coating and toting these dreams life is better than it's ever been feelings sides of me that I've never seen but it's my time now darling, I'm fine now I'm happy right now look at the stuff I'm typing out it always used to be that sad stuff it always used to be that mad stuff it always used to be that bad stuff but now I picked my head back up it always used to be that downer **** it always used to be that dead flower **** but now I'm all about that power, **** stronger than ever I'm living life sunny like February after being so cold in December
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 3:30 PM UTC
relief
it took three years, it took all that panic anxiety, insomnia, emotions cycled like I was an addict my mind got the best of me, left me stranded in an attic and after all the time, that happiness is back in these people always thought "lazy kid, another slacker" when my mind was in a place, that much blacker always believed in fantasy, happily ever after now I'm just playing back this game of life like I'm sitting in a rafter that laughter, those moments I have this life and now I own it I'm promoting that motivation, with the passion coating and toting these dreams life is better than it's ever been feelings sides of me that I've never seen but it's my time now darling, I'm fine now I'm happy right now look at the stuff I'm typing out it always used to be that sad stuff it always used to be that mad stuff it always used to be that bad stuff but now I picked my head back up it always used to be that downer **** it always used to be that dead flower **** but now I'm all about that power, **** stronger than ever I'm living life sunny like February after being so cold in December
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 3:30 PM UTC
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