Conflicted and confused, yet self assured and encouraged
It’s all in perspective
If I’m feeling stressed, every little thing will set me off
And I feel like the world is collapsing down around me
One domino at a time, crumbling in ways I can’t stop
Yet at times I can feel on top of the world
Realizing the scope of everything going right
Focusing on the positive things said
Not the worthless fast p.o.s. ones
Reminding myself of the calm fuzzy feelings
Not the knife in my heart I can’t breathe ones
Thinking of gratitude for all that’s brought into my life
Not the hopeless frustration of things I don’t have
I want to bottle that feeling
That one where your whole body is so calm
Your thoughts at peace
And you can feel the air around you
Just clinging to you, grasping,
Trying to get you to stay in that moment
That moment that can’t be bottled
And once it’s gone, it’s only a fleeting memory
Of what was…but more importantly…what can be again.
Those moments come more frequently if I let them
Although they are still so unfamiliar
I have hope that one day those moments I want to bottle
Will once again outnumber those moments I want to smash, burn and destroy.
Hope. I have found it.
And I will hold on, until it’s in abundance once again.
look for this poem in the recently published book: http://www.amazon.ca/Womans-Write-Strong-Poetry-Womankind/dp/1469732572/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1337628908&sr=8-2