
that’s where you’ll find me,
hiding,
making sure i bother no one,
praying,
that somehow i’ll find the peace i’m looking for,
that somehow i’ll leave unscathed by the anxiety grazing my heart,
that when i wake up in the morning it’ll be like old times,
with a big smile on my face saying “thank you God.”
oh it’ll be different this time i promise,
i’ll make sure of it,
that when i start to go into my head I’ll remember the calmness of the deep blue sea,
on a warm summer’s day,
wondering if i can start a movement of healing…
Nessa 🖤