Songs for Those Nights

Nine

who am I to say

what any of this means.

i have been

sleepwalking

since i was

14.

now as i write

my song,

i retrace my steps.

honestly,

it's easier

to let myself forget.

still,

i check my vital signs,

choked up i realize

I've been less than half myself,

for more than half my life.

wake up.

fall in love, again.

wage war

on gravity,

there's so much worth fighting for

you'll see.

another domino falls,

either way.

it looks like empathy

to understand all sides

but i'm just trying to

find myself through 

someone else's eyes.

so show me what to do,

to restart

this heart

of mine.

how do i

forgive myself

for losing

so

much

time?

wake up.

roll up your sleeves.

there's a chain reaction in your heart,

muscle memory,

remembering who you are.

stand up.

and fall in love,

again and

again and

again.

wage war on gravity,

there's so much worth fighting for,

you'll see.

another domino falls

and another domino falls.

a little at a time,

I feel more alive.

i'll let the scale tip,

feel all of it,

it's uncomfortable,

but

right.

and we were born to try

to see each other through.

to know and love ourselves,

and others well,

is the most difficult,

and meaningful work

we'll

ever

do.