A big ball of light,
Some form of hope or a shiny ray of sunshine.
Somebody who never breaks or crumbles at the punch of life’s heavy fist.
a silver lining, or a smell of coffee in the morning.
You do not have to show up polished,
it’s okay to come with a little crack on the side
to show up heavy and tired
it’s okay to show up like a sack of traumas and a bunch of teary bouquet
it’s okay to show up exhausted and sleepless,
swollen eyes and with a Purple Heart
people will love you just as you,
In all your fucked upness
in all your blueness
people will still see you as art, as something worth experiencing.
you are alright
just as you are
I guess that’s enough.