waking up hopeful

Feelings are not facts
you are not a cigarette
or your morning cup of coffee
theyíre just a ritual youíve adopted
in these days of chaos

Forget that itís 5am
hope doesnít have a time frame
and today is a new day
that will be better than the one before
just because you want it

Forget that youíre broke
and that this week you might need
to break into your savings
just so you can eat
something more substantial
than rice or ramen noodles

Forget that your boss is a bitch
because there are parts of your job you love
this situation is only temporary
and if things get too heavy
thereís a light above the door
that says exit
and youíre entitled to take its advice

Remember to keep it real
youíre not an angel
youíre not god
the man sleeping two rooms over
you know heís dying
taking the long suicide
Heís more than a teardrop
on your sleep deprived eyelashes
you canít save him
but you can stop him from dragging you
into his discordant symphony
of lies and self-destruction
all you have to say is, no

And itís okay not to be brave today
free will means letting people go
to use their own to whatever end

Itís okay to fall apart and grieve
for the people you love
when they canít love themselves enough
to get up off the floor

These tears donít make you weak
they make you human
especially on the days
where you feel like a cigarette
waiting to burn out
and slip into the gutter
with the people who forgot
they werenít made of smoke

© Indie Adams 2014
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 22nd Apr 2015
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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