Jun 2018
88 books
A work in progress
Candle flames dance
To the beat, the rhythm
Of life
And down-tempo jazz
Trip-hop
Casts a soundtrack
On my day
Absorbed in sound
I lay
A cloud of sage
Smokey, white
To cleanse away my pain
I drift through thoughts
Time, refrain
Just to be
At peace
Alive
No tears
Just joy
remembering
who I am
A work in progress
Candle flames dance
To the beat, the rhythm
Of life
And down-tempo jazz
Trip-hop
Casts a soundtrack
On my day
Absorbed in sound
I lay
A cloud of sage
Smokey, white
To cleanse away my pain
I drift through thoughts
Time, refrain
Just to be
At peace
Alive
No tears
Just joy
remembering
who I am
Today I dug up some pieces of my past, and realized that I can choose who I want to be everyday. Depression doesn't win, and there is a light at the end of the tunnel. After all, the point of life is to live.
