Sitting on a flight,

States away from home,

A thought came to me:

“What’s it all for?”

 

Most days,

We’re on routine:

Work, play, eat, and sleep;

Until our time is all used.

 

Most times,

Nothing happens;

Day after day,

Until everything changes.

 

Suddenly, it changes.

New love;

New family;

Or even a new home.

 

That’s we live for isn’t it?

The thrill of the new

After an eternity.

I forget sometimes.

 

For me,

Love has done it;

Loss and the gain.

Both have happened.

 

In a way,

I do have a new home;

Good and bad.

All have been true.

 

When things look bad,

Just remember this,

All you have to do,

Is get through.

 

2 thoughts on “Flying

  1. I love how you are able to express yourself through poetry. Everyone needs to find some way to get their thoughts out, whether by telling a good friend everything, writing it out in poetry, stories, songs, or journals, or even just having a good cry sometimes.

    1. For me, all of these things have helped me in the past. Getting back into writing helped me get over a breakup last year and writing in general gives me a coping mechanism for college.

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