Am I Okay? Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Who has lived and not questioned,
'Am I okay? '

I'd like to think I am that way...
Okay!
And unafraid.
Although moments spent like this,
Are quick anf fleeting.

There are days I awaken,
With wishes to erase every mistake I've made.
Simply chase them away,
Sighing in deep relief...
I have a consciousness that frees me of guilt.

Am I okay?
Yes.
And everyday after I pray,
Attempting to obey my freedom from temptations...
I know I display I am not yet at peace.
With a need to keep my mind at ease.

But...
Am I okay?
Sure!
Who else can endure my own headaches?