Bits and pieces
from when I was really sick
and from now
hoping these words will help
those who feel like maybe they're drowning a little bit.
Let these words be spoken
by lips, cracked and bleeding.
Let these words be heard
by wounded ears.
Let these words be strong legs
for those who can no longer stand.
Let these words be healing
for all those who need them.
I know what it's like
to have your life go dark.
To have the colors run away,
and live in a black and white world.
Believe me, I know.
It's really
really
hard.
Terrifying.
Heartbreaking.
Feels like the sky is falling. And it's taking forever to reach you
but you know it will eventually crush you.
But you have to keep going.
You feel an obligation to
you just don't know why.
So you tell yourself
Strength. Patience. Determination.
And you push through.
I hope for these words
to be rain in the desert,
calming and reassuring and strong
all at the same time.
You are not the only one.
I hope that these words scream
for those who cannot speak
but desperately need to be heard.
That's what they do for me.
Let these words bloom
big and bright and bold
Like fireworks in a cracked mirror
so that maybe
they can reflect and light up the dark
Even just a little bit.
Remind yourself of this
even if it doesn't feel true at the moment;
When the light dissapears form your world,
whne the colors cease to exist...
they are not gone.
Simply
lost.
And
if and when something is lost,
that means it can be found.
May these words be chamomile tea
for sore throats and thoughts, may these words
help those who are hurt,
like they helped me.
May these words be healing
for all those who need them.
from when I was really sick
and from now
hoping these words will help
those who feel like maybe they're drowning a little bit.
Let these words be spoken
by lips, cracked and bleeding.
Let these words be heard
by wounded ears.
Let these words be strong legs
for those who can no longer stand.
Let these words be healing
for all those who need them.
I know what it's like
to have your life go dark.
To have the colors run away,
and live in a black and white world.
Believe me, I know.
It's really
really
hard.
Terrifying.
Heartbreaking.
Feels like the sky is falling. And it's taking forever to reach you
but you know it will eventually crush you.
But you have to keep going.
You feel an obligation to
you just don't know why.
So you tell yourself
Strength. Patience. Determination.
And you push through.
I hope for these words
to be rain in the desert,
calming and reassuring and strong
all at the same time.
You are not the only one.
I hope that these words scream
for those who cannot speak
but desperately need to be heard.
That's what they do for me.
Let these words bloom
big and bright and bold
Like fireworks in a cracked mirror
so that maybe
they can reflect and light up the dark
Even just a little bit.
Remind yourself of this
even if it doesn't feel true at the moment;
When the light dissapears form your world,
whne the colors cease to exist...
they are not gone.
Simply
lost.
And
if and when something is lost,
that means it can be found.
May these words be chamomile tea
for sore throats and thoughts, may these words
help those who are hurt,
like they helped me.
May these words be healing
for all those who need them.
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