restless(a poem)

i want to go back to the days when breathing wasn’t so hard for me

when fear wasn’t the constant thing on my mind

when my head wasn’t a like a wall full of writings and imprints

when i felt even the littlest of peace

when my heart was calm and full of tranquility;

those days when sleep wasn’t the hardest thing

when life wasn’t a constant punch in the face

when i didn’t have to roll all around the bed, trying to find sleep

those days when i wasn’t restless,

and endlessly searching for stillness.


hiiiiiii:)) how are you doing?! I really hope you are doing okay!

For me, I am pretty alright. Just counting down to summer;)

byee and thank you for reading!

*don’t forget that it’s okay to ask for help. love you:)

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