Good Things

Good Things

By Shaire Blythe

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Present day, I cannot keep that focus, Let me keep that in focus

But I'm like a soul that tells no lies, keeps no secrets

What's on my mind, I speak it

No apologies

False heartbreak's done it to me

True believer in do what I would want done to me

Still, no apologies

And with my eyes watering, My words a blubbering mess, Don't take it for weakness

I'm strong for the simple fact I can take myself there, I feel it

Don’t numb

I'm not running anywhere, afraid

What comes easy doesn't last long

So if I chase, it's not because I don't love myself, I do

I've learned to tell the difference between a bad and a good thing

And you hold tight to the good things

Hope is the evilest reward, especially when the intention to feel it wasn't at beginning

But forget beginning

Endings are beginnings

Pushed to release the feelings, When one is all I've been feeling

And still, me giving my all was necessary

And I've learned the difference between the good and the bad

There's always going to be bad

There will be dark days

But who and what made them the brightest?

Who stayed when loving became uneasy?

What makes one forget it, the good things?

I will never numb

Actions gave me feeling

In love with those feelings

The good things and the bad