2016 greet the day
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When the sun goes down, the vast majority
of people like to hide underneath their heavy, ivory comforters with a
couple of coffee stains here and there
and they fall into a slumber for
Sometimes, when life feels hopeless
Or
My day ahead seems
Rough
And,
I don’t want to get up
I remember
Hello sun and morning breeze
Good morning puppy kisses and soft pillow sleeves.
The day may be long and dark nights longer
But for the love of life I will keep moving onward.
The sun rises at it's start
and while sunsets mark it's end,
a day is not over,
Until you share it with a friend.
The Soft Whisper
Stranded, alone and terrified I remain
Day after day it seems like I will go insane.
I do not know why I woke up today,
In the morning I wake up
And don't want to get out of bed
I couldn't sleep last night
With everything in my head
I was thinking about college
And the rest of my life
the strenth of the lion is in it's pride
to my friends who give me an other reason to keep going
another reason to try again
another reason not to quit
another reason to get up in the morning
I ponder how my life would be
If I never cared.
My friends may not be there for me,
Though friends I may not have.
If I never cared,
I could not make new memories.
"What is done is done," they say,
As the sun rises over the mountians,
I too must rise.
I greet the day with sleep clouded eyes,
And tangled bed head.
Even so, I look forward to each day.
Every day is a blessing,
One beam, shining through the cracks of the blinds.
The warmth beaming down my face, hearing the pitter patter of my sister getting dressed for school.
Feeling the cold air ripple through my bare skin as I stand.
The sun is so powerful
Bright with extra radiant
Extraordinary light illuminates the sky
The light kisses my face
Oh how I feel the warmth of its embrace
I open my eyes
It’s not what wakes me up in the morning it’s what keeps me up at night.
Because I wake up and my first words are
“I’m going to take a nap later.”
Then I get home.
Aspirations are cool
Having to get up early for school
Is not
But getting up to try
Getting up to succeed
Now that is pretty cool
My dreams allow me to get up
A chance to completely change my rough life
Gives me a reason to rise, awaken,
And my determination’s bitter strife
Makes “impossible” something forsaken.
Close your eyes.
Imagine for a moment you wake up because someone is screaming;
Imagine that he or she is begging for help;
Imagine how the tears fill up your eyes,
When you realize that there's nothing you can do.
A dream
A hallway, my heels softly clicking as I walk
The polished table
A clipboard
Perched precariously on the edge
I greet the day with great cheer,
I greet the day with no fear,
I love my family, my home, and friends,
They help me through the curves and bends,
I greet the day with no fear,
Take a deep breath, one foot out from under the plush comforter
Then the other
Bed head and newly formed pimples aside
I can greet the day
I am lucky I say to myself
As I rub the tired from my eyes
Each and every day,Monotony is one step away.Find your passion and chase it down,There’s no shame, no matter wait they may say.
I just left school without experience,
I can't get a job without experience.
But I keep rising.
Like a bird in water, I'm freezing cold
And I feel overwhelmed when my life overloads,
I am a geniunely nice person.
I am kind and well mannered.
I am calm and I know exactly what I am doing with my life.
I see nothing but the best in everyone.
I am truly happy to be alive.
To be Lazy is a dream
Waking up feels mean.
My cloud of Imagination
Is turned to dust
Waking up in the morn'
And laying on a bed of thorns
I am rusting like the Tinman of Oz.
I lazily wake up
drowiness drowning me
my bedsheets strangling me
and eyeboogers in the corner of my eyes
my knotted hair resembling that of a bird's nest
not a very pretty sight
but the day is bright
