worry, has memorized my name.
it says it every night
and makes it hard for me to sleep.
i memorized the name of my worries.
i say it every night.
my heart was never ready
for the burden of names.
my mind collects these sounds,
until it softens into delicate murmurs.
someday, i will have to unlearn them.
until it becomes a dead language
i have forgotten to speak.
Feb 12, 2023
Feb 12, 2023 at 7:20 AM UTC
worry, has memorized my name.
it says it every night
and makes it hard for me to sleep.
i memorized the name of my worries.
i say it every night.
my heart was never ready
for the burden of names.
my mind collects these sounds,
until it softens into delicate murmurs.
someday, i will have to unlearn them.
until it becomes a dead language
i have forgotten to speak.
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