Dear fierce, and little warrior. The battle you are fighting will not be won overnight and your sword is so heavy. You deserve to put it down; you deserve to rest.
I wrote this for my friend, but really it's for everyone. It's to people who are fighting their own battles. Who are way harder on themselves than they should be. It's for the people who need to know that it's okay to take some time, it's okay to rest.
We walked together till together walked away We stopped the walking and sat down to lay wondering how life is heavy this way not to carry together’s slack and whether we could carry together another day if together were to ever come back to stay
confusion is my resting place my curiosity never ends i pick apart things to put them together again i like change and cycles i think change is vital but my emotions muddled the puddle my hope is lost in the rumble trembling to stay still, fumbling to keep real
Someone take pity on my soul They say people die when it is their time Someone put this aching soul to rest Why is no one listening? She's fought all the fights she can Please Please I am begging once again That is not enough to convince me to live. All the hardships you face you can handle I call upon all the murderers the grim reaper the gods Shoulders weary future grim Please Please Let me have this one whim.