If I could just try
There are some nights, nights where my bruises start to bloom
Blossoming in a kaleidoscope of purples and greens
Nights where harsh and unforgiving words rattle around my head like popping kernels
When I think about who I was and who I could’ve been
If I could still feel whole, and not feel like I’m missing my center piece
And I’ve been told so many times
That I can heal if I just try
If I just write it all down
If I just talk it out
If I just take my medication
Or forgive my father
Or throw away the rusting blades
Or stop doubting myself
But things are often easier said than done
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Healing is sometimes like that self-righteous cat that will only come to you on its own time, and it’s okay if the best thing you can do on any given day is just wake up. Here’s to hoping that there are positive changes in your future.