Today I'm gonna climb
I'll soar, I'll soar, I'll soar.
The day will be all mine,
I'll roar, I'll roar, I'll roar.
Today there'll be no fear,
Of what I cannot know.
So knock it up a gear,
I'm ready, go go go
Take a deep breath and wash it down.
Let the cool freshness fill the nose.
It waves through skin, enough to drown.
Gentle bathwater, wiggle toes.
As it falls, smiling like a clown,
feel still.
The light, it grows & grows.
Sunday morning
A poem about those dark feelings that try to take over and how I try to fight them.