I wake up wrapped in the warmth of my insecurity blanket.
The weight of it holds me to the ground.
I can’t breathe you in.
The chorus of angels whisper in my ear, all the same
I will never be what you want me to be
I’ll never be enough
Still you are here with me, to catch me when I fall hard
Head over heals, despite my practiced grace
I tried not to
I can not navigate this new world of calm skies and easy waters
I crave the stormy seas I have known
It echos my soul
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