Poetry

I Am Okay

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I am okay, alright!
I am okay, every night!
I am okay, after every fight!
I am okay, all the time!

I am okay,
Looking,
At the night sky,
The stars so bright.

I am okay,
Looking,
At the first light,
The sun so bright.

I am okay,
Looking,
At the drama,
That ensues in life.

I am okay,
Looking,
At both the,
Pain and pleasure.

I am okay,
Looking,
At life which may seem,
Both lame and leisurely.

I am okay,
Always,
I am just,
Okay…

I am okay,
Because I want to be,
Neither happy or sad,
Nor angry or mad.

I am okay,
Because I saw,
The bitter end of,
Happiness.

I am okay,
Because I saw,
The better end of,
Sadness.

I am okay,
Because I saw,
The four seasons,
Complimenting each other.

I am okay,
Because I am,
Sick of all this,
Dichotomous drama.

I am okay,
Because for every,
Moment I relish,
I have to perish too.

I am okay,
Because for every,
Time in my life,
I had to see its flip side.

I am okay,
Because I want,
To distance myself,
From all this drama.

I am okay,
Because I don’t want,
To feel like a,
Tennis ball anymore.

I am okay,
Because I don’t want,
To be happy or sad,
Anymore.

I am okay,
Because I don’t want,
To pay for happiness,
With equal sadness.

I am okay,
Because I have lived,
Life sleeping through,
All of it.

I am okay,
Because I don’t to,
Sleepwalk through,
My life anymore.

I am okay,
Because I feel,
Awake for the,
First time in my life.

I am okay,
Because I understand,
That I need to maintain,
A distance from everything.

I am okay,
Because if I indulge,
I shall divulge myself,
From the path I am to follow.

I am okay,
Because it lies in the,
Middle just like,
The peace I seek.

I am okay,
Because this is the only,
Way away from the wayward,
Way of life I lived.

I am okay,
Because I am learning,
To live in the middle,
Of all that is present.

I am okay,
Because I am no longer,
Haunted by the past or,
Horrified by the future.

I am okay,
Because I am aware,
Of the reality,
Of all this physicality.

I am okay,
Because I am growing,
Full-fledged into my,
Own existence.

I am okay,
Because I am able,
To travel the universe,
Sitting on my bed.

I am okay,
Because I have seen,
Things this world,
Won’t ever afford.

I am okay,
Because going inside,
I have found the reality,
Of everything outside.

I am okay,
Because I have found,
My purpose,
In life.

I am okay,
Because I know,
The purpose is,
Not money,

I am okay,
Because I know,
The purpose is,
Not fame.

I am okay,
Because I know,
The purpose is,
Not everything that is preached.

I am okay,
Because I know,
I define my purpose,
Nobody else.

I am okay,
Because I know,
My purpose is to,
Just be.

I am okay,
Because I know,
My purpose is to,
Explore me.

I am okay,
Because I know,
My purpose is to,
Reach the extremities of my existence.

I am okay,
Because I know,
My purpose is,
Myself.

I am okay,
Because I choose,
To be so,
Because nothing else works no more.

I am okay,
I am okay,
I am okay,
I am finally me.

Human Being | Writes about Personal Development | Pens Poetry Posthaste | Subscribe at https://seizetheday.substack.com

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