Brighter Days Coming

When I am angry

I look myself through the mirror 

I stare at the surface

A shadow emerges

It's a girl who looks upset

She holds her tears

And experiences the shortness of breath

She wonders above her head

The sun rises from the east

And sets from the west

The clouds collide

And gravity seems weak beneath her feet

She's floating in her sadness too

Some suggest her to react

But her heart says stop, sit, and reflect

Some suggest her to create more drama

But she has to choose

to not channel her energy for something wasted

C'est pas magnifique, j'y comprend pas

The eyes were desert

Now it's a stream 

She has only Universe to listen to her

to parent a girl inside, and to wash away all her doubts so she will be able to trust herself again

She's afraid of being lost and never come back

But Universe conspire to approach, to never let her go nor sink alone

There are times sun doesn't look shining

And the skies are gloomy during the rainy days

There are times she wants to talk and share what's in her mind and let it untangled

There are times she needs to knock everyone's door to tell them what they need to know in her perspective

But all the will to speak up gets stuck in her throat 

Then, she needs to swallow it again and repress her anger

But she's grateful she accepts it

Like a volcano, the eruption isn't delayed but cancelled 

There will be no catastrophe 

All the life, living and nonliving, matters

They live in harmony 

The Universe give her its hands to take care of everything while she does her best to change

She was a lost soul, and now turn to be more courageous to stand tall in stormy seas.