Empty Bliss
Empty Bliss
By: Betsy Aguirre
I believe that the most beautiful thing
is waking up - from a long rest.
Those few moments - sometimes seconds -
are beautiful.
Your worries, your stress
from days before - are nonexistent.
For those few moments - they aren’t real.
They’re gone.
You don’t worry about school
or its problems.
No worries about relationships - or fights
with your parents.
You don’t care about how you look
or whether your mascara has smeared
from crying the night before.
You don’t feel it.
You are just lying there
in an empty bliss.
You are at peace - for once.
You’re vulnerable.
You lay there, not knowing
about the world around you -
as the rest of your mind awakens.
It’s lovely.
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