Peace

Ever since I left the mental institution I have been at peace, my mind and spirit are now at ease.

The sun is sinking, 

and I am at peace.

The air is tingling,

and I am at peace.

The stars are glimmering, 

and I am at peace.

As my cigarette burns 

my heart does not yearn for

anything other than this...

this peace.

The storm has passed, 

and I am at peace.

Reviews

[Owen Aldin]

Its really good, I think this would be amazing for a mindfulness session. Looking forward to more from you!

[J.A. Darling]

I love the descriptive language in this one. It paints a very moving picture. Definitely looking forward to more of these poems.

[wizardlypoet8]

Thank you! That makes me want to write so many more!

[J.A. Darling]

Then I can't wait to read them (:

[hayleee.]

Intense feeling of imagery is being projected here. The last bit where the storm has passed gave my body chills as i read and envisioned what sort of storm you must've had to go through to find peace.
Keep up the writes.