The Looking Glass Volume 39 | Página 33

Float

I jump off the ground.

The world is light and bouncy.

I float.

Sparkles surround me

and reflect the yellow sun that

caresses my face.

I become warm.

There is no darkness here.

I soar higher and

touch the clouds.

I can do anything,

I deserve everything.

Doubt escapes my mind and 

it fills with glitter.

I am no longer slouched

but upright and flowing,

open to whatever comes my way

because I know it will be good.

I can feel it.