this is a reminder
to unclench your jaw
to stop tensing your shoulders
you aren't in danger
you're safe here
you don't always have to be your own savior
open your fists
stop biting your lips
stop scarring your wrists
you aren't alone
you have people on your side
you don't always have to be grown
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Wounded
Poetry//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
