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Comfort Bound Cay

Comfort Bound Cay

a poem by

SketchWriterJess


If people spent time
Doing something constructive, joyful, and satisfying
  Instead of destructive...
 How would the world be?


All destructive behavior
Leads to people, items, and places
Being destroyed…
Nothing better,
Nothing brilliant…
Not even change.

Why do people destroy
In order to gain something they don’t have?



Why not take
The time to build up joy…a thing
Something, that gets better the more it’s done?



These questions
Are solutions to children
And even new adults;

During my toughest school days where
I endured bullying and misunderstood my classmates so many times when they were just joking around I’d come home from school angry, exhausted, and alone.
I’d think of the mistakes I made.
I escaped to my comfort bound sketchbook or notebook.
I’d draw or write my dreams and real life happenings.
Even as a new adult,
I continued to sketch and write despite living with pain in my head and heart.


I think…believe
People are afraid to
Hold on to the best times in
Life for fear of losing
The ability
To get the best times
Back.

I hope that
One day people
From any background,
Will be able
To go to their own
Comfort bound cay…

Any blank or lined journal will do.

Everyday.
Every night.
Getting
To where I
Must go.
Leaving should behind.


This slide and poem "Comfort Bound Cay" is part of a larger work that will be made for sale.
Please do not use this image or this quote in your work.
However you may print this image and the poem for your personal use for free.

Copyright 2016 by Jessica B. Hensley "Comfort Bound Cay"



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