i got out of bed today.
i showered,
i brushed my teeth,
Combed my hair,
i even ate breakfast.
the small things mean
the most.
~ 5:27 am
YOU ARE READING
The hurting.
PoesíaThis is the poetry of my hurt. These poems are the result of my trauma, heart ache, and loneliness . Rupi Kaur is an inspiration, but my pain is my biggest one. Enjoy.
Depression.
i got out of bed today.
i showered,
i brushed my teeth,
Combed my hair,
i even ate breakfast.
the small things mean
the most.
~ 5:27 am
