I cannot describe it. One day, You wake up in your bed, Cozy and warm, And you get up not because you have to But because you want to. You get up Because whatever the day ahead throws at you, You wanna catch. You wake up And you’re not wishing you were dead. You wake up And the birds outside your window that drive you insane Don’t bother you with their songs. One morning, You open your eyes To sunshine streaming in And you realise, You’re okay. You’re safe. You survived the storm And you’re happy now. You made it, Even though you never thought you would, You did.
S.A.S., And you get out of bed, go about your day and don’t realise until someone says ‘how are you today?’ And you realise, you don’t have to lie anymore. (via wnq-writers)
















