go home, you weary soul.
go home and take a rest,
rest your aching bones
and your broken tears.
tell the world
"good night"
and tend to your wounds.if the world wakes you,
don't be afraid.
to call it a day.
you must remember
that you are a work
in progress,
and that it is okay
to take care of
yourself first.
it is still progress
even if the only thing
that progressed is
the number of days
you're here.it is a time of fragility
and a time of healing.careful, you tender soul,
you are stronger
than you think.go home, you precious soul,
go home and h e a l .- it's okay to take a day for yourself.
(words i wish someone told me earlier)
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Silent Chaos
PoetryIt's too quiet. The loudest thing is your heart beating. You can feel your pulse throughout your whole body and it's overwhelming. You're breathing too loud in a place where life does not exist. The silence is invading into your mind, filling it wit...