The “fire in me” is embers

What do I do with the worry that is blocking my ability to think of anything else?

What do I do when my brain is reliving past conversations, past memories, past heartbreak like a track that never ends?

What do I do when a voice inside of me is screaming “You know what’s happening”?

What do I do when I can’t trust my thoughts to be my own?

What do I do when I worry I won’t be enough, but I worry that worrying will make that even more of a reality?

What do I do when I worry if I keep it all in I will lose myself, but if I let it out I will confuse and hurt people?

What do I do when everyone tells me to keep being strong and I don’t know how to respond?

Nothing is infinite.

One day, the strength will run out.


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