Life is green,

but death chose black.

A bully is mean,

but nothing like Jack.

If I chose a path

Would it be good or bad?

If I pick a side

Would it make you sad?

You left for so long.

I broke the silence with a short cough. If anyone else had been in the sunlit room with me, they would have started and stared as if I’d broken a silence not meant to be disturbed.

Being lost is hard to find...

wanting to leave my past behind

closing my eyes and counting to ten

waiting for my day to begin

looking at the dream I failed

can’t go back now

that ship has sailed

Flying. high.

Sunshine blinding me

Through my thoughts’ shadowy veil

Happiness opening all the doors of my life

All decisions made,

Minute to minute,

Just flowing on the momentum

Of the world’s energy

Ecstasy.