I’m Awake by Dawn Illsley
I’m awake.
Thinking of happy places.
Avoiding the dark ones.
The places I get lost in.
Some things I’ll never understand,
Including myself.
My reason for being.
Why hanging on is torture.
What torture?
Why Hang on?
When letting go is so much more,
When letting go is not giving in.
Giving in to what?
Maybe it’s destiny
Maybe it’s not.
Maybe it’s just right.