Here’s to it.
Sometimes we find ourselves contemplating,
We feel an emptiness or a void, a storm tempering.
Telling ourselves it’s all okay
Unable to wrap our minds around it, just a bad day.
What’s bothering you.
You’re flustered, breathless, your mind’s given up on you.
Claim you don’t know.
Saying you’re ok.
Deep inside you know what sparked this worry, this pain, this anxiety,
Showing you what you’re made of, exposing your vulnerability.
You’re paranoid, smarting, you know how you feel.
Reset, rewind, it’s time for you to heal.
It seems impossible, you find yourself too weak,
And sometimes your strength surprises you, so you sneak a peek.
Fallen all around you are calluses of a past.
In a life moving too fast
Sometimes we find ourselves contemplating.
Only this time with a better understanding.
Here’s to it.
