May. 19th, 2013

aenysa: (hetalia)
You are important,
you are loved,
today you are sad,
today you are beyond sad,
but tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
some tomorrow that you must go after,
you
will be
happy.
(now on to the actual poem)



 Today I cried.
Today I lay down and wanted to die.
Today my concept of my own self-importance
began to
vanish.
Tomorrow is something I’ve been searching for,
something I haven’t found yet.
I want to escape under rainy skies tomorrow,
scream at the thundering clouds tomorrow,
sobbing to my heart’s content tomorrow,
dance in rain puddles tomorrow.
I want to watch as night falls tomorrow,
the distinction between night and a rainy day so unclear,
climb up a tree tomorrow,
and from my perch watch fireflies glow and swim,
sing to the owl that hoots tomorrow,
hold back laughter from the squirrel that chitters and chatters.
I wish I could watch as the sun rises,
dawn blooming over the sky in shades of vibrant red,
orange, yellow,
fading purple, a hint of blue,
and in my own heart will bloom a flower of happiness
at the sight of the beginning of another tomorrow.
Some day, some tomorrow I have yet to grasp in my hands,
I will smile,
I will smile, smile, smile,
smile.

about me

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