yellows and golds
were never my favorite
my world
it was silver and gray
and black
now there is more light
and yellows dance around me
they pick me up
when i am sad
though those shades
linger on rainy days
it is gold that is found
at the end of a rainbow
when the clouds shy away
light
.hope.
i breathe in
something fills my lungs
it feels like air
but it’s lighter
and it dances
this is hope
.reality.
i wish i didn’t take it all so seriously
but triviality was never for me
what i crave is real
and it exists
somewhere just beyond my reach
but who knows
maybe it’s all imaginary
in reality
.feeling.
there’s this feeling i get
when i look at the sun
or the moon
the mountains across the lake
the light on your face
there’s this feeling i get
when i share something about myself
or know that i am understood
accomplish something great
hear you say my name
each moment is different
yet somehow
the same
i have a lot of feelings
because i feel everything
.lost.
there is a place i like to go
when i’m feeling high
when i’m feeling low
it’s the place i am most aware
the place i am most serene
and if ever i am lost
i think you know where to find me