What's Comforting Has Past Poem by achilles amelie magnolia

there's a time where that isolation was comforting
there's a time when crying fell unto my schedule
but time changes and when i used to cry
now i smile, dance, sing, live and work where I please
how i got here, how i do this with such ease
like a child, in summers shine, smiling in yellow photographs
where i used to sit in my room and burn into a hole
I've filled it and now rush by the window no longer closed off
i spent my time alone yet now I find friends around me laughing

'what happened? ' i can hear young me screaming, crying
'we've become happy.' with calm and steady inner peace
'you can breathe again, isn't that great! no more holding my breath.'
there's no more isolation, desolation, i'm not my own abomination