Titles are Overrated

Part 94

It's so frightening,

isn't it?

You crawl into the covers

each night,

unsure whether

you will wake

or not.

Perhaps,

you don't even want to.

The heaviness of your lids

beckon for sleep,

as does the throb

in your skull.

It's the little things

that scare you the most -

when you enter a room,

and your mind goes blank.

Or when you have so much to do,

but all you can do

is think

and breathe.

Even that is so

exhausting.

But fear not,

my wilting flower.

The sun doesn't always shine,

and sometimes the rain

is heavier than usual.

Your roots are stronger

than you know,

and all the goodness

in you

will keep you growing.

One day,

you will bloom.

hearts and flowers