When I Can't Do Anything Else

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I'm finally happy
So, where am I?

It's not painful, it's not dread
My heart's tears aren't left unshed
All dried up, nothing to come back for
I'm all out of charcoal to burn up my core

Damp, wet, dry, and fervent; a fickle storm I have kept
Wooden braids and ominous locks— my affinity for you will no more accompany my every step

Pursuing the path to happiness, I was left astray in the woods of longing
The wicked birds and the whispering trees made symphonies so enchanting
Giving in to the iniquitous roots of dismalness
Earthen seas assault my ears; praise the angels for I may be blessed

A cataclysm in my chest— every single intake of breath merges within me
Bends my soul, stretching it apart, crafting and dividing with nimble swipes of my fatuous folly
I have a ghost ticket tucked in the ripped seams of my jeans

Will I take the train? Should I ride the ferry? I could see my memories rising in their steam
Floating up in the air, blooming as of a new flower's radiance, wistfully embracing the air with its soft, white tendrils of affliction

Tainting the atmosphere like it was the sky's last chance to be blue
I was about to say sorry, but the sky was too busy crying all its color;

Maybe that's why it's solemn and gray when it's raining outdoors

It's not agony, it just is
My heart's pumping drugs and bliss
All alive and well, committing crimes like loving again
Proud to have myself back on my feet, no more afraid to refrain

I'm finally done
Finally alive

I'm finally happy. So, where do I go, now?

I've spent my whole life living in pain
What should I do when it's gone?

//k.u.

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Note: Hey! I'm having trouble with writing my poems and other stuff. It's just that I can't think of anything to write on! Either sad, happy, or inspirational; I am, without a doubt, empty! Ugh. Any advice, mates? It'll be much appreciated!

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