today I received the good news
but the sky was certainly not sunny
how did the morning brings shades
of the nights I spent crying
trembling hands and muted whimpers
the things I went through to get here

and I still can’t sleep
and I start listening to musics
random watercolor paintings
the pain is taking me dancing

tactical plans, completed it all
polite smiles, swept them off
my body yearns hibernating sleep
and a safe space for a long weep