On the first hours of 2024
On the first hours of 2024
I wept like I hadn't wept in years
On the brink of time and space,
I held my past and my future, one in each hand
I felt sad for myself
I felt sad for beginning yet another year sad
I held my past and my future, one in each hand
And I knew then that I'd never be
The person I wish I would become by now
And now is already gone
On the first hours of 2024 I cried
I wept, I became a puddle of tears and stories
Like that one scene in Midsommar, all the women inside of me wept too
They echoed my screaming and my pain and my discomfort and my fears
They echoed my lonely cry
Like shadows seeking a home
But just as I was about to step into the dark place
That place in which I sit in resignation with depression
I had a simple thought
I had a simple epiphany
I was struck with a simple memory
Something I know but seem to keep forgetting
I remember that every soul that comes to this world gets uncomfortable
In their little bodies, with their little feet and big feelings
J remember that the world is overwhelming and we should feel something about it
We should feel it all
And I remember that babies cry the moment they are born
On the first hours of 2024, you could hear my first cry
I wept and I knew I was alive
On the first hours of 2024, I wept
And I was reborn.
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