There’s something about the feeling of elation
After being weighed down by circumstance
Trudging through the muddy, murky, messy mischief
That only depression knows how to play
Clawing your way back up and out of the crevice
Out of the clever darkness that wraps you so comfortably
So cozy in the cold numbing sensations that drain all your hope
When that first ray of warmth hits you, hitting a patch of skin
How it melts away the frostbitten fixtures of yourself
That feeling of happiness growing and rising unexpectedly
Makes the fighting of my own self worth it
I just have to remember this feeling
I have to bottle it up in my brain
To remember the beauty of now
To remember I can breathe still if I learn how to get out
To get outside of the grief and sorrow that succumbs me often
I need to remember the gentle stroke of my cheek by my mother
The whimsical kisses of my lover
How their gestures and affections make me giggle with glee
Genuine gladness in feeling cherished and free
I need to remember my children and their thriving
How they live to relish in freedom and showing me what they are and can be
There’s something about that feeling of elation.
It really is deeply freeing.
©AyalaRain
To Make Your Day Sweet 