Poems of a mended artist.

pain.

the movement like a wave and the flow like a song. 

or did I have that all wrong?

for a wave flows but so does a song, 

the more chaotic the more it will mess with your head. 

more reason to never get out of bed. 

Just roll over instead. 

lay your mind to rest, 

I'll do the rest. 

for you've done enough. 

you've hurt enough. 

so just lay down your head. 

you can stay in bed. 

take the rest you need. 

you've gone through enough pain indeed. 

let me take that weight off your shoulders, 

stay will me a while. 

keep calm and smile. 

You've done enough, 

you've been enough, 

you are enough. 

now let your worries fall. 

let them crawl, 

you will stay standing tall. 

You've done such a good job. 

You've shown the mightiest of falls, 

and the strongest of stances. 

Just remember to keep standing tall, 

but when you fall just crawl. 

I'll bring you back up when you've rested enough. 

You've done enough, I promise you that. 

but it's time to get back up and work at that. 

You'll anyways be enough, just as you've always been enough. 

You are you and that is all you need to be. 

now rest with me, 

because it's clear to see.. 

you're in the same boat as me.