Green Gloves

Things are bad.
And those are times
when you forget there
are really, truly 
good things in life.


You forget
that there is sun.
You forget you have friends.
And it seems as though nothing
will ever be good again,
and that nothing is worth living for,
that we have no purpose and 
float in a scary devoid space.


But then you
wake up
and again see the sun.
You remember what
funny is,
you giggle
(and you haven't all week).


And you realize 
that maybe
the picture is still broken,
it still doesn't make sense
and you're still scared.


But it's going to be ok.
Because there are things
that are great and nice
and lovely. And you can see them again.
Someone took off your mask
which made everything
so frightening and foreign,
and you know 
where you are again.


Even if only momentary,
it's a glorious feeling.
To remember there is good,
in the moment.
Something is here,
something has meaning.


And while I may
wake up scared and sad again 
tomorrow, at least right now is good.


While I may forget this feeling
in the future,
my lose track of it,
I know it now.


And I need to live in these moments.
The now ones.


Because I 
have good plans,
and great friends.
I am getting to know
new people.
I can feel the sun 
and its warmth.
I have things to look forward to.


I have 
spring break.
A concert in June.
A writing camp.
And my friends.


It's going to alright.
Even just in this moment.
And that's all I can ask for.