xi. darkness

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The ease in my breath,
the lightness in my chest,
the quietness in my mind
And the difference between life and death

The will to wake up,
the needlessness to pass out,
the light in my orbs
And a day without a clout

The potential in my body
the questions with easy answers,
the steadiness in my voice
And the feelings that were never this heavy

Did all just drift apart
away from me like the clouds do,..
a day with all of these back
would be enough happiness for an year or two

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Context: this past week has been crazy hectic with problems after problems n problems... Nothing is making sense anymore. . I hope all of you are having awesome times 💗

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