Blister

I listen to this song and it fills my head.
It makes me want to cry.
such an ugly title for a beautiful song.
It makes me feel like I can float.
Like its calling something in me.
It touches my soul and I move.
It beckons me and I comply.
No resilience in me.
It fills me with dreams and with thoughts.
Yet it clears my head.
like my dreams are reality,
there is nothing overshadowed with fog.
I sway and am filled with emotion.
Tears stream down my face.
It gives me hope.
I am reminded that all my young beliefs are still in me.
That sort of innocence still is in there.
I am not as naive as I was, yet,
behind all the serious and the hurt and pain,
I still have held on to some semblance of youthful value.
I am overjoyed to feel this stir in me.
an echoing of excitement and young love.
Remembrance of a time where things were simpler.
When I lied in bed listening to a song and thinking about a boy.
Falling in love and feeling compelled to share it with the world.
I lie here and cry,
I feel the tears stain my pillow and am ecstatic.
I feel the love of the distant past.
That is what I want.
I want to feel like that.
Ache and yearn for the chance to love like that.
I could get hurt again, yet if I don't take the chance I will never know.

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