It reeks like good bud on the train today
No other way to finish a shitty day
Getting a contact high in the spot I’m standing
Writing a week after the bombing
Riding into downtown Boston
I feel much better
Last time I wrote a poem
Was a day after the Boston Marathon
And we showed the world that week
What It means to be Boston Strong
Boston is in my heart while I jot this down
When tragedy strikes and the darkness falls
We show the world that Boston’s got love
And a heart so large
That not even bombs could stop it
The train doesn’t matter to me no more
I feel like there is more meaning in this
Then that
I struggle with it
Legit I do
I have struggled with my mental health
Since I was 22.
But last week I realized that I can be strong as the Boston sky line
That I can fight these thoughts like Boston fought last week in those suburban streets two towns away from me
That to be free of terrorism is like being free from mental illness
And I feel that the way Boston’s finest felt no fear and reclaimed Boston’s safety, then I can do the same
I’ll fucking beat it
Regain freedom
Regain the meditative flow
for real though
I want to show my admiration for the first responders and the BPD
That protected the city streets last week
I feel better knowing that
That Boston’s got my back
And after the attacks
Justice was served
And just like that
we regained our city back
I feel good about that
Boston has united with unbreakable spirit
Sweet Caroline
This city is in my heart
And in every word I will ever write.
We are
We are Boston
we are

We are
Boston Strong

Skyline of Boston. Picture was taken from a wh...

Skyline of Boston. Picture was taken from a whale watching ferry that left from the aquarium dock. It is the Eastern side of the Boston peninsula. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)