The Last Day of Summer

The most beautiful thing I saw today Was the sun streaming down from the clouds There was a mountainous dark cloud Obscuring the entire sun in the sky All around the edges of the cloud One could see the sun's rays descending The darkness was surrounded And bathed in light I stood there and soaked in the sight It beamed in through my eyes And went directly to my soul I felt a space inside me open In order to accept the gift It is the darkness that surrounds us That gives form and meaning to our shine

I want to write one poem To prove I still can A single poem to show That I can still create Rather than just process information A poem to tell my brain injury And accompanying anxiety To suck it I'm still capable I'm still beautiful And I will be okay Despite the negative thoughts Despite the insecurity that creeps up While I'm doing whatever it is Thinking, eating, playing, talking Trying to sleep "You're not good enough anymore You'll never be as good as you were" Yes I will I will be even better