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.
YOU ARE READING
Songs for Those Nights
Poetrysongs for nights where you feel like the last person on earth. adding more soon. xx-sunny