Goodness tonight I feel so alone
-but not as alone as ever.
As the tiny droplet of emotion gave to gravity
and fled my space
I couldn't help but appreciate
my ability to feel.
Once, I'd felt so lost
I hadn't even known myself
so in these broken moments I'd lie
expressionless to time
as my world would pass me by.
If I'd felt anything at all
it was sorry for myself,
the little broken bell.
I hadn't realized at the time
you cannot break what's not been built
so I suffocated in my sadness
and mourned the loss of my breaking shell
before growing into my newest form.
So as the tear dries into my face
I'm thankful for life as it is today
and I swallow my ego
knowing everything will be okay.
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 2:29 PM UTC
Goodness tonight I feel so alone
-but not as alone as ever.
As the tiny droplet of emotion gave to gravity
and fled my space
I couldn't help but appreciate
my ability to feel.
Once, I'd felt so lost
I hadn't even known myself
so in these broken moments I'd lie
expressionless to time
as my world would pass me by.
If I'd felt anything at all
it was sorry for myself,
the little broken bell.
I hadn't realized at the time
you cannot break what's not been built
so I suffocated in my sadness
and mourned the loss of my breaking shell
before growing into my newest form.
So as the tear dries into my face
I'm thankful for life as it is today
and I swallow my ego
knowing everything will be okay.
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