The Name of Today
✨️Heavy is the name of today✨️
Heavy is the name of today
a restless ocean, anticipating the hurricane.
Wave after wave crashes against my shore,
the dull sting now an open sore.
Heavy is the name of today.
I imagine myself a wilted flower,
petals curled beneath the weight of guilt that
my heart won’t let go.
There’s no sense crying over spilled milk,
yet tears still fall,
racing down my face,
feeding the waves that linger a bit too long.
Heavy is the name of today,
and yet I know sunny skies lie ahead.
Still, I won’t rush this storm.
I’ll let it roar,
I’ll let it pour.
I’ll come out clean
but for now,
heavy is the name of today.
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Sometimes it’s best not to fight the storm or run from it, but to let it do what it’s going to do. I love the hope that peeks it’s head out in the last stanza, even amidst the reality of today.
Beautifully said ❤️ and thank you for your comment!
Let it wash over you like a wave, indeed.
Yes yes yes 🙌 thank you ! ❤️❤️❤️
You provide hope and peace in this chaotic world. I love the imagery you use to express the process of living through the heaviness.
That truly means so much to me! Thank you 😊 💓
This is very song-like. I can almost hear the music playing, and the refrain, “Heavy is the name of today…”
Thats so interesting because I have always wanted to write music 🎶 ❤️