06 September, 2012


Tear-streaked but smiling;
So much is lifted, though
Some remains unresolved.
But now that I have hope
And an extra friend or two,
I have everything.
I have time,
And this blissful-
If brief-
Break from the new norm
Of waiting and wishing.
Good Karma, thank you-
I feel like you're
My new good luck charm.
Can't I hope for now?
Floating on the ceiling,
Reveling in it while
I still can.
Don't ruin this for me!
Don't take away
My short moments of clarity
And of reality...
Real reality;
Not my reality,
Not depressed reality,
Or even possible reality.
Hold on to it as
Long as you can!