Life is Easy

Here’s a poem I wrote this past week.

Know this is out of the usual for me, but figured I’d share a little something extra. Every once in a while, I’ll sit and write something quick because I have to. Saw someone in another poem say, “nobody ever said life was easy.” So I took that and ran with it.

Anyways—I put a photo of Yosemite in here because… well I have no thematic reason. It’s just a dope photo.

Life is easy

It claws at you

It slams its foot down on top of you

It rakes for your knees

But it does not happen to you

Life is easy

It bites at your throat

It aims for your heart

It’ll rip it out of your chest

But it does not burden you

Life is easy

It’ll scold you

Tell you how enough you aren’t

Burn you in places too hot

Freeze you in places too cold

It’ll take everything from you

But leave the world at your feet

Life is easy

Let it claw, slam

Let it rake and let it bite

Let it have your heart

Give it everything

Give it all you have

Give life the last piece of yourself

In return

You get to create

Life, Art, love, happiness

Life is easy

Let it burn

So that you may heal over with new skin

And love with all of you

Even the devil inside

Because life is too hard

to hold onto to that darkest piece of yourself

Give that too

And maybe

Then life will become easy

By Chance Dillon