You ask me if I’m alright ...
I am alright, but the stabbing ache in my heart is not alright.
You ask me if I’m ok ...
I am ok, but the stranglehold of despair around my throat is not ok
You ask me if I’m fine ...
I am fine, but the icy grip of fear in my soul is not fine.
I need to remove the steely shards from my heart, one piercing sliver at a time;
Even if a hole, an abysmal gorge remains, I can learn to fill it with other things, better things.
I need to loosen the malevolent grip of hopelessness, one hoary, gnarled finger at a time;
And learn to open myself up to the comfort of a quiet, gentle embrace.
I need to thaw the icicles of dread, one knifelike lance at a time;
and learn to warm my soul with the simple heat of being alive.
I know that I need to learn to separate my angst from my being; learn to put the wretchedness to bed
So that every so often, I am able to feel whole, happy and free.
And so my friend, when you ask me if I am well
I say I am well, because I’m learning to take care of the most fragile parts of myself.
I will be alright; I will be fine; I will be ok
3 thoughts on “VERSE| I AM ALRIGHT”
Every hurt takes time to heal and yet it does not heal but one learns to live with it you’ll get there
Thanks for the kind words. This verse is dedicated to a few close friends who are going through tough times.
It is beautiful. The relationship between one and one s pain. This poem soothes
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