Bright Spots

The voice inside my head keeps getting louder

telling me all the reasons it would never work

and how much better off I am

just keeping my mouth shut and head down

(like I’ve failed at every time before)

So why would I do that, knowing it never works?

Simple, fear and paralysis

I don’t want to lose anything ever again

as agonizing as it might be

to be so close and so far away

Having them in my life,

two bright spots in an awful dark sky,

in any capacity

is just too valuable to risk

for the potential of something more

So I sit here, silent, thanking all the lucky stars

to even be allowed to be this close

As sad and pathetic as it seems

I’m happier now than I’ve been in a long time

…and I can’t let that slip aw

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