There are too many poems about the sun shining through a dark day
But they're all true
When we feel we the weight of a thousand worlds bear down upon us
When we feel we cannot breathe without making a mistake
When we feel we are better off in the distant land that comes after life
There is a ray
It is a song
It is a book
It is that first sip of coffee on a cold day
It is mother nature
It is the people we hold dearest
The people who remind us that we are not alone
The people who strengthen us to push those worlds, to take those breaths
The people who remind us to stay here, in life
When I am my cloudy day
These people are my rays of hope.
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 1:31 PM UTC
There are too many poems about the sun shining through a dark day
But they're all true
When we feel we the weight of a thousand worlds bear down upon us
When we feel we cannot breathe without making a mistake
When we feel we are better off in the distant land that comes after life
There is a ray
It is a song
It is a book
It is that first sip of coffee on a cold day
It is mother nature
It is the people we hold dearest
The people who remind us that we are not alone
The people who strengthen us to push those worlds, to take those breaths
The people who remind us to stay here, in life
When I am my cloudy day
These people are my rays of hope.