The Fallout
Yesterday was a precipice
staring down into the eyes of desperation.
my silence screamed tales
of anguish
Painted misery through the air
until that was all i could breathe
All i could know
All i could be.
Yesterday wasdespair
Yesterday i hid in every corner i could find.
my emaciated body lay inside the cold, dark locker
No jeers could break the lock.
my hood was a protector
shading my face from the world
a favor greater than they would ever know.
But when at home, the folds of my sheets was a haven
a place i could imagine staying forever.
yesterday was despair
Today my head spins like
an asteroid on the verge of a crash.
There’s a game of tug-of-war
pulling apart my mind,
my heart,
my life.
i want to jump the crack, sprint away from this roadblock
leave dejection waiting alone on the corner
and never turn back.
Or maybe
i can wait,
Wait for the crack to widen
and suck me in.
Today is a struggle
but Tomorrow,
Tomorrow wings will form
strongerthan any eagle
more free than any wind
more certain than any sunrise.
I will fly like the spring
Hurdling myself out of the ice,
the hate,
the rocky end
and into the radiant sun
Showering blithe onto the world,
the carefree waves
frolicking throughout time,
the laughter sailing through the air,
and the jubilation that cannot be ignored.
Tomorrow is freedom