Juxtaposition
Location
You tell me everything will be okay,
I don’t see how it possibly could be.
Surrounded by darkness and the clouds that fog in,
I see the sunlight.
It’s so far away.
Too far to reach, so small I almost imagined it.
I’m confused to which I want more;
To be a figment of everyone’s imagination, just a body in the ground.
Or to be here, barely surviving the storm