the auditorium

light is shone overhead of your eyes,

yet none is omitted bright enough, and so you’re still walking in the dark

sometimes it feels you’re lifted in the skies,

and after your eyes blink, you’re dragged back down to the earth

time passes in the same cycle, unable to break the chain

and while the baby cries amongst the choir,

I can’t help but attempt to drown the voice out with the melodies around it

in attempt to appease my own smile

but now I know I shouldn’t anymore.

to regress is human, and that should be remembered

losing touch on yourself,

then covered in self doubt and pity

stumbling on such a great path you were once running on

until your own footprints dirty up its stone

each second feels like another jab to reach your prime again,

and then it becomes hard to find happiness in what life surrounds you

how am I stressed about the past, present, and future at once?

fear of being judged by the mistakes past millenniums,

unable to look at the faces of who I’m surrounded by

and dealing with the pressures down your line

but to embrace the goodness is to acknowledge the bad

light is highlighted in darkness

and to realize this means to grow

to be vulnerable and true gets you farther than disregarding unhappiness

finding that again is a key, leading to an open door

and there leads back to peace.

you could fall again, but that’s okay. if you do, don’t panic.

release in catharsis, and that will help you rise again

take some time for yourself, and go at your own pace

find love for who you are once again, and so you can walk the path again

and so, you can say you love yourself again.