Deep thoughts · Hopeless Romantic · love · poems · poetry · poets · Writing

The Best Not Okay’s; a poem

I don’t feel very okay

And maybe that has to do with some fairy tale of a thing.

Something that couldn’t possible exist out of words and picture books.

Maybe that means that you are just words and picture books.

But gosh I hope not.

I hope you are as real as the words I use to tell the trees that they beautiful.

Real as the quick paced heart beat as foot steps roll in

Real as how much you love the ocean

I hope that I’m not just dreaming up something again

Because I don’t feel very okay.

But it’s the best not okay I’ve ever been.

It’s the best hopelessness I’ve had to curl up with.

The best reckless hands to have

The speechless minds

The screeching hearts.

I never knew that it was okay

to not be okay.

 

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