“Most nights, it’s just
remembering things that haven’t
even happened yet. Breathe-
stop imagining the floorboards creaking
under the weight of
all the pain you carry, because
they aren’t. You’re not as much of
a burden to this earth as
you seem to think you are.
Your package isn’t so heavy if
you look closely, pick it apart, throw away
old worries. Rest it on the ground
between your feet. Stop being
so caught up in a yesterday so far
away that it doesn’t even exist anymore.
Stop creating a future that
doesn’t exist either.
You have time to heal,
don’t rush it. Turn most nights
into rare nights. You’re okay.”
to myself and anyone who needs it // you’re okay