Oblivion

Mon, 11/02/2015 - 12:35 -- jdavis1

I am…

            the smell of freshly brewed coffee

            the calm felt standing in front of the ocean

            the warmth of a fire on a crisp autumn night

            the crunch of leaves in October

            the taste of homemade hot chocolate

I am not…

            my failures

            my shortcomings

            my depression

            just a person

I AM…

            The friends that I have

            The music I love

            Infinite

            Oblivion

            Moving mountains

            Capable of great things

I AM ME.

This poem is about: 
Me

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