04 Jun 2015
Sitting on the silver seats same as always.
I feel like I'm letting go of things.
The slight wind on my face brushing things away.
It was an overwhelming feeling that's indescribable.
I'm not sure why, or what was leaving.
There was no unfathomable problem that was overcome.
This wasn't the end of a movie where everything is happy, with upbeat music before the credits start rolling.
It was out of nowhere.
I was feeling on a high because everything else was calm.
My life is an up and down rollercoaster.
And I guess I was on a high or low depending on the way you look at it.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
