Oct 3, 2024
The tears came this morning. They welled up and then, Stopped. There's not enough Reason to let them fall.
The thoughts came this morning. They welled up and then, Yelled. They never stop yelling That I'm not good enough.
The pain came this morning. It surged up and then, Burst. Like a tide of soreness Wrapping around my heart.
The grief came this morning. It has always been there, Hiding. But it made itself known Because the past cannot be changed.
The tears fell this morning, They dripped like little gems, Hot. And then cold as They cooled off on my chest.
My breath hitched this morning. I still struggle to Breathe. But it'll be okay. Eventually it'll be okay.