I am Bitter-Sweet

 

I am an unstruck match. 

Anticipating the moment that my skin will strike the rough paper,

sending my spirit ablaze.

 

I am the drousy thoughts that wake you in the morning.

The perfect moments before you are concious.

Your dreams still lingering.

Your breathing still slow.

 

I am the moment before a breakdown.

Your heart aching.

Your mind tired.

You think to yourself "is it worth it?".

 

I am a black and white film,

casting shadows on the walls,

leaving the viewers quiet,

sending there troubles to a different room.

 

I am the chorus of laughter after a joke,

that seems to put your mind at ease,

if only for a second.

 

I am barefeet on a muddy lawn,

where children laugh and play.

I will soon be tracked inside,

upon which the children will recieve a scolding.

 

I am the memories that fill a tired brain,

bringing hope,

embarresment,

courage,

and fear.

 

I am both bitter and sweet,

yet permanatly etched in your brain.

Until you choose to forget,

but most I hope you'll remember.