Floating

I can remember.

Before I was like this.when happiness was every day

Not a fight

Or a struggle

Now,happiness is a fantasy.

I walk in a haze

in a cloud

Of my misery.

Breathing out

The air making clouds of my breath

I can imagine

That I am floating

Above it all.

Above the pain.

Above the suffering.

On a cloud

Of the cold

I can float away.

Reviews

[Rob]

For me, the imagery in this works really well. The cloud of breath is not only able to represent the imagined freedom of floating away to a happier place, but also suggests maybe a release of something inside, like a feeling of sadness, as it turns from an internal feeling into something physical that can be potentially let go of.

[Heather]

I know this feeling...good expression, one small typo..of the cold? perhaps something different there?

[The Nude Writer]

I feel you in this one. I think we all, unfortunately, have felt this before. Very good poem overall. :)

[rnuff]

emotional read here, I can totally feel this write.