the morning after the night before
where tears peeked and sadness threatened as law
but today was not just another monday
where the week threatens with shades of ominous grey

instead today is a day of realisation
allowing the heart to undergo mass migration
from plains of doubt and desert expanses
to nurtured savannahs and warm romances

realising reality and the brevity of fantasy
frees you to shed the fallacy and open the path to felicity
where heavy hearts are a thing of the past
and smiles and laughter are items that last

i walk a tightrope of emotions
teetering,
trying to keep my balance

leaning too far to the left
results in sobs that tear my soul apart
and a searing pain in my heart
i know can never be taken away

falling slightly to the right
causes me to laugh
long and loud.

maybe a little too loud.
and for a little too long.

but i laugh.

i struggle to keep a delicate balance
of the things i could not express
even if the whole sea was ink
and the sky a piece of paper.

but sometimes the balance tilts dangerously to the left.

it is in these moments
that i wish i didn't
have to
keep
this balance.