Today At the Top

Yesterday I was at the bottom The dank, dirty bottom. The rubbish heap Of wasted dreams And failed attempts And hearts depleted of hope. There I lay Wallowing in despair Submerged in sadness Clinging to the filthy ground Like an insect. Yesterday—I was there. Last night I was in the middle The vague, vacuum middle The empty space Between the beginning and the end Where you find…nothing But air There I was Hanging in nothingness Meandering, floundering Aimlessly searching For what couldn’t be found Like a piece of laundry Forgotten on the line Neither this nor the other Just…there Last night—that was me. Today I am at the top! The beautiful, glorious top Where idle thoughts and fancies Take shape and become reality. Where your name is not forgotten But engraved on stone, Your words everlasting, Your face a permanent picture, In the hall of winners. Winners. Today I am a winner Not lying at the bottom Of floating in between But dancing on rainbows Being free—being seen Today is for the winners Today is for me.