A hard night
A hard day
The throbbing headaches
The circular fears
The salted jeers
The false cheers
Overwhelmed
Tempted by fate
Standby for the alarm
Sound the alarms
Water the dry mouth
Find a cure
Blow the candles
A new frosting
for the cake that has been battered
Find a will
Carve the path
Beauty still exists
Hold on tight to the sun
Steer that direction
Glow and grow
It will be ok
Categories: Culture, current events, mental health, photography, Poetry
psychologistmimi 
Beautiful photo and poem!
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thank you! hope all is well. cheers
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Really needed this today… Amazing. ❤
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‘It will be ok’ 💞 Yes it will, thank you for sharing this. Lovely
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Felt that one. Yes. It will. I don’t feel as much of that hope these days. Though I have reason to have hope, I have struggled with difficult emotions. The intensity of this time of year, of changes that come with life even now, good normal ones that pale as to what I have endured before today, I still stumble in the shadows. Thank you for honoring that stumbling and reminding me to look up instead of at my feet, when I am trying to stand. Thank you. The longest night has passed. Rejoice.
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This poem brought me to very necessary tears, and inspired my blog post. I feel amazing after that purging and rethinking of my current feelings. Thank you.
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