and i would be green...

i'm not a starfish or a clam

i'm not a crab or an urchin

i'm a sea sponge

if someone asked me who i was in the ocean of life

~

soaking in everything around me

my feelings

the feelings of others

the little things that nobody else sees

the big things that overwhelm me

the way the clouds bring a sense of calmness to a day filled with prickly thorns

~

absorbing all the good

the grey when i thought it was white. the softness. the focus. the hugs.

and

trying to fight the bad when it wants to be absorbed

too

~

yes

i am a sponge

and

i can only hope that someday

when it's time to be wrung out

that all the good and beautiful stay

and

all the bad falls silently away

with no parade of fancy

like a low damp mist whispering while it fades into the rising sun

realizing it never had a room in my heart to begin with

but

only in my hands

as i questioned it's belonging in the first place

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