25ish, poetry written by Holly Michaels at Spillwords.com

25ish

25ish

written by: Holly Michaels

@poetholly

 

Dear younger self,

Running from broken glass to rusted nails is not an act of rescue.
You can give yourself permission to feel the soil between your toes,
to g r o w.

The time has come for you to learn
that wanting air in your lungs
is not selfish.
Sometimes simply breathing is an act of love,
sometimes the person you love can be yourself.

There will come a day when the sun is shining on your face,
a time when you realize all your cracks
have turned you into a mosaic of light.
There will come a place where you realize
that day is now.

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