You waste away your day you say
And I will tell you "it's okay"
It's okay to be lazy
(If it doesn't drive you crazy)
Do something that makes you proud
If that means to shrug off the shroud
Then give that shroud a good'n tug
Go outside and unplug
Know that the initial leap is the hardest
Take that chance, try your darnedest
And soon you may come to find
Though we try to occupy the mind
That waste away we all must do
How it happens is up to you
Even the sky at times is blue.

Forgiving...

It isn't about saying its okay...

It isn't even about being okay,

But about telling them that you aren't,

But will be fine...



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We all will be...

Hunger
Wolves gnawing at my stomach
Pain
With every move and twist of my body
Burning me inside

I want to eat
I need to eat
But I can’t
When I do
Just a bite

One swallow
I feel full
It’s an empty full
Then I puke
It all comes out

Gross acidic taste
The wolves keep eating me from the inside out
Lightheaded and dizzy
Am I okay?
I’m lost in the stomach

It’s okay.
It’s okay that you constantly
Ignore me, never text me,
Purposely refuse to answer my phone calls.
It’s okay that I spend my nights in tears,
Trying to fathom your motives,
Never finding solace in sleep.
It’s okay that you never listen to me
When I speak, that you always
Cancel our plans,
That you don’t seem to care about me
Anymore.
It’s okay.
I guess I was never good enough.

Don’t try to blame it on an anxious mind
You’re doing so good, honey.
Yes, you’re doing fine.
And for the first time in a long, long time you’re mine.

I guess
after all
we are all afraid
of the depths

being pulled under
into darkness
by the force
of tides

without any rescue

and I guess safety
is found in the
eyes of your lover
as you find
they are the thing
pulling you down
in to their arms
— in to love.