The alter ego that lives inside my head
is full of disgust. Personal thoughts I mostly
keep to myself about a variety of things.
When this alter ego of mine decides
to make an appearance, it does not
try to disguise these thoughts.
As a result I’ve been left in
awkward situations at times.
Thankfully, I’ve always been able
to escape back to the real me.
The real me that is very much aware
that paradise does exist. If for no other reason,
then the gift of life itself.
We must all remind ourselves that on
the sea of life, each of us is a vessel,
sailing from island to island.
The voyage is not always smooth.
Each day is one more mile of our journey.
We must remember that a broken heart keeps beating.
And if it’s beating, we are alive.