It's Okay to Not Be Okay, poetry by Janetta M. Konah at Spillwords.com
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It’s Okay to Not Be Okay

It’s Okay to Not Be Okay

written by: Janetta Marilyn Konah

 

It’s okay if all you did today
was breathing in and out, heaving
large masses of air through your nasal pathways.

It’s okay if all you did was
lie on the cold hard ground and draw
strength from the sunlight that peeps
through the sheer curtains billowing at your window.

It’s okay if all you did was cover
your eyes with your forearm and recollect
those long-lost memories of times
when mirth and merriments danced
with the laughter of your loved ones
making music in the atmosphere.

It’s okay if all you did today
was feel your feelings
allowing all of them tumultuous and torturous
to wash over you like a tidal wave.

It’s okay if you find yourself tongue-tied
the words hanging themselves
from the roof of your mouth
before you can even describe your disposition.

It’s okay if it has been days or hours
and your tears have turned to dust
as you gaze at the greyness of grief
suffocating the peace you once felt.

It’s okay if you don’t want to uncurl yourself
from the ball you’ve coiled into
if you don’t want to leave your room,
to shower, or eat a meal.

It’s okay if you don’t want to talk to someone
because you think they can’t comprehend
what it means to be trapped
within your mind.

It’s okay if it’s only your darkest
Shadow
knows how to hold you
and refurbish your broken parts.
It’s okay if it’s only the walls
you’ve built around yourself feel solid and safe.
It’s okay to not be okay
just grasp onto a tiny thread of hope
and repeat to yourself this avowal
Maybe not today, but I am going to be okay.

I am going to be okay
I am going to be okay
I am going
to be okay.

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