Sunday, January 9, 2022

Okay

When anger explodes
and sorrow implodes
Try as I may
I will not be okay.

Lying on the ground
Shadows surround
Whatever you might say
I will not be okay.

Screaming in my head
Filling me with dread
Listening to what devils say
I will not be okay.

There may be some light
An inner fight
Despite what angels say
Why must I be okay?

When all is silent
Feeling cold like cement
I do not have to be okay...
 
But - I may just be okay

It may take a mile
But in the meanwhile
It is okay,
not to be okay.

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