i just wanted to crawl into a tiny
pull the covers over my
head and rest my eyes for a while.
to give my racing mind
permission to crash into a cozy dream.
a dream where all of this
would stop being too much for me.
a breeze became a stong
blow and the strong blow became a hurricane.
rain drops that showered
down intermittently now greet me as downpour.
learned habits and
mirrorred expressions became a wall between me and everyone i
i just wanted to put this
all down for a while.
not put it in someone
else's hands or rest it on someone else's
just put it on the
ground, let it gather dust and revisit it when i'm