This City is Alive
summer stuck around a little longer
and so did I
welcoming warmth of the holiday
driving congregation and glee
just like old times, this city is alive
an abrupt reminder
that so am I
my inner child squirms and rejoices
for the first time in a long while
lost are our youthful dreams
though, this city gives us all we need
I put on my silly little outfit
finding return to my story
living and writing
a character so essential to the plot
not merely a ghostly reader
alone but not lonely
suddenly in this moment
this body of mine will do just fine
triumphant of the voices that were never mine
I purchase an ice cream on this muggy evening
cause while short-lived contentment
as I head home to regress
to the darkness of my mind
where the writer must pause yet again -
in this moment
I am alive
- this is probably only the second time that I've attempted to write a poem that is even remotely optimistic!!!!! I'm feeling like shit again as expected but I actually had a really lovely afternoon and I'm glad I stopped to write down some notes as I was feeling it so that I can hold onto this piece of writing until I get to feel it again :)
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MY DIGITAL DIARY : POETRY, THOUGHTS & JOURNAL ENTRIES PART TWO
Non-FictionHI LOVELIES <3 Welcome to the continuation of my first book "Poetry, Thoughts & Journal Entries" where I write at least something, no matter how mediocre, every single day! Feel free to go back & read or comment on any entries within my first book...
