It's okay
To sit down
And rest
It's okay
To be slow
When you are spending so much energy
On simply existing
-GS
YOU ARE READING
Once Upon a Rhyme
PoetryThis is not a poem, it's a cry for help This is not a poem if it can't be felt This is not a poem for you to tell This is my poem. This is my hell. This will be the end of me This is the sway of the willow tree This was the way that you looked at me...
What They Don't See
It's okay
To sit down
And rest
It's okay
To be slow
When you are spending so much energy
On simply existing
-GS
