You cried so hard earlier. It was triggered by the screams right? Then, all of a sudden the emotions that you wanted to release for the past few days came together.I'm glad.
I'm glad that at last you cried. your silent cries are unchanging, they were really silent. But I'm with you. I simmered with the echoes of the thoughts in your head.
They aren't frightening at all. So, do not question your worth along with them.
And to all of the reasons why you felt that way, I wanted you to know that even if you stumbled with the same hurts and felt stabbed to the deepest of your bones—
I will let you cry as long as you want.
Yes, please cry hard enough until it eases the cuts beneath your right chest. Your lungs might be fleeting at the moment, but it's in the name of it that you are still in the process of becoming.
You know there might be lots of alibis for someone to reason out. But remember, nothing would drop something valuable even how hectic the days are.
Perhaps, it's not just all about your thinking— it’s the actions of others that you're putting yourself into. Quit overthinking about them.
It is alright to prioritize your silence from what's keeping your peace puzzled.
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Forget Me Not
Poetrywhen the time is running nothing remains constant. [poetry collection]