safe
do your lungs fill with moths girl,
are you made only
of midnight hours
or does the sun also shine
in those hollow bones?
are you happy little girl,
or have your veins sunk
and hid beneath the creaking floor?
is there dust under your eyes
that makes you weep
and scream at night?
are you lonely child,
does it break your heart
to have lost so much?
or are you tired
of not finding what
you were meant to have?
tell me, my love
why have you lost the will to feel
have you misplaced the pieces
that make you stand on two feet?
come here child,
no one will judge
I know that your insides
are twisted and bend
I know that you struggle
because you have given up
shhh, no need to speak
I know that for now
and for some time more
you will remain
feelingless
and that’s alright
now for those short breaths
that leave you in the flood
of salty tears
that’s also fine
just give yourself a permission
to stop for a while
silence in your soul
is also a thing
a feeling made of whispers
but you’re still there
a little quieter
a little colder
on a break from everything
but still you
still so you