Broken

I know I’m broken because
I cry in the shower,
though I live alone.
I’m afraid to even
witness my own tears
because if I see them,
If I feel, they will pour like rain.
I know I’m broken because
I’ve been here before.
But I’m not ready to put my
pieces back together because
the time that work requires
could take someone only a
second to break again anyway.
I know I’m broken…

Reminder

Keep doing it. Remind me to live in the
moment instead of giving energy to spaces
we haven’t even stepped into.
I’m a dreamer, sometimes I just get carried away.
I’ll admit, the reminder sort of feels like
some air has been let out of my balloon yet
I’m still filled enough to keep floating
towards whatever we might become…
Just at a much healthier and realistic pace.