Positivity in a Jar

The Mary Jane pumps through my veins, numbing the pain, closing the seams

I'm still here, listening to gasoline

Now

Collected and rational unlike my natural sober abnormal and unnatural

The obsession is silent, my chaos becomes quiet

All of my thoughts fall in line inside of my mind

Tangible, yet abstract

I could reach out and touch them like a concrete physical fact

I'm an outsider looking in on the inner workings of my innermost emotions

Everything makes sense now, just for now

Everythings is clear.

I know it's not hopeless

I know I won't stay homeless

I know shes a good girl

I know I wont relapse

I know I won't fall apart, and I won't collapse.

Things have a way of working out and sometimes even though we want to shout

There are lessons in life we have to suffer to learn

We have to acknowledge that in spite of out struggles the world will always continue to turn

And like the ebb and flow of the seas and the seasons of the year

So too are the cycles of our lives.

We constantly ride the wave through the sea of life, bobbing up and down as we pass along.

All things are temporary, says a man to whom I offer great respect, And I wish I more often could remember and believe that