
I'm happy to be alive
The moments I feel on top of the world
When I sing to myself in the car
And pretend I’m opening up a mosh pit on the highway
When I allow myself to feel others love
And it feels like I’m finally visible
A pink sunset
When I come out of a long conversation and can look at the mirror and say to myself
“hey man, you’re not a screw up, that’s sick!”
“I love you even if no one else does”
or my personal fav...
“I still think you’re beautiful”
They’re worth the times like right now
Where I relentlessly question myself
And pick up where I left off at
On the last spiral staircase I was descending
But I’m okay and things can and will get better
You can spring back up a flight or two
In an instant
And then the view is pretty again
Another pink sunset
This time with some reds and yellows, too
And things are okay and hopeful and you laugh at things that are funny again
And smile when the two fated lovers of a rom-com finally end up together and they zoom in on the kiss and strings kick in
And you just feel happy that the scene exists, even though it makes you think of no one in particular
But it still feels really nice
I'm happy to be alive


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