Euphoria

by F.S. Yousaf

The act of an apology Does not hold the power to instantly heal, But it gives enough momentum To start moving forward. The art of forgiveness

I will care for you In every possible way I can, But when your negativity Starts to seep into my well being That is when I have to Let go.

You have to promise me That this is something We will work on. We will argue, we will fight, But we must make sure That it won’t be the end of us.

The way you have seen me Is rarely witnessed by others. I am bare-bodied, My thoughts, aspirations, and love Lay on the floor before you.

One of the only thoughts that can get me through a day Is that whatever happens is meant to happen, And for everything that leaves, There is always something better on the way.

You make me feel All the love That I have lost in my lifetime.

I long for the day I wake up to your wholesome eyes, and the ripeness that comes with you after a long night.

I trek home, through rain, snow, mud, and sorrow. I enter a home where silence greets me, and the skeleton of happiness glooms over me.

I am tired of worrying Over the expanding tension That resides in me. Let me live a little Before I collapse.

I have to constantly reinforce That I will be okay, No matter what happens in life Or what terrible thoughts cross my mind. I am exhausted, Repeatedly repelling The madness every day.

Riches and materials, Items that do not mean a thing. Fulfilling desires And never being content. Halted happiness, And completely losing myself In this world.

Something to think about.