Oh look

Gloomy moments don't last long.

Oh look

 

Oh look, the sky is crying.

It's roaring in pain,

It's being stabbed by thunders

And it looks grey and slain.

 

But oh look, the tears are subsiding;

The pain is rapidly ebbing away.

It's calm, the grey's gone

And the sunlight frolics, merry and gay.

 

Oh look, the mist has scattered.

The clouds have landed on the hills.

You can't see a single thing;

All beauty is hidden, all madness and all thrills.

 

But oh look, a sliver of green and gold,

You can glimpse the veiled sights;

Everything is clear now,

All the trees and valleys, and all the lights.

 

Oh look, my heart is breaking

The pit of anxiety and numbness feels immense.

I feel like kicking, and screaming, and dying

But I owe it to me to have some sense.

 

But oh look, I am coping;

Time and silence have done their work.

Now I can live again,

With shining eyes and lips curved in a smirk.

Author's Note

My first poem! How did I do?