happy is complicated (poem)
I inspired my own poem from the piece I wrote, the anxiety of happy. You read that right, I inspired myself. It happens. Enjoy. Share. Discuss.
what happens when you reach the the end of the tunnel?
no one talks about that
when you’ve navigated the darkness for so long,
your muscle memory is pain
knee jerks in the direction of chaos,
everything about your life is new.
coming out of a darkness of a horrible history of unspeakable things
this place of light is hurting your eyes
still trying to adjust
there are no shades
nothing to ease the transitions
no rule books
only lessons in the vernacular of wellness.
being bussed across town to a new school of thought,
and being expected to fit in
expected to achieve the same.