My Ugly Day
By Loneliness is condescending •
Biting my lip trembling
Could this be Happiness?
My heart is fluttering
Breathing Deep I try and control this feeling
The clouds are parting
The darkness doesn't seem so cold
The pain is lessoning
I'm lying down this blade
You help me to my feet
The world is starting over
It's blooming ... how could I have missed this
Wanting to take your hand suddenly I'm shy
My old self is gone.. . Hardly missing it
Trembling I bite my lip