I think it's brave that You get up
in the morning even if your soul is weary
and your bones ache for rest.
I think it's brave that You keep on
living even if You don't know how to
anymore.
I think it's brave that You push
away the waves rolling in every day
and You decide to fight
I know there are days when You
feel like giving up but I think it's brave
that You never do
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Poetry
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.
