thoughts
some nights just feel off
like something’s wrong but i can’t say what
like i’m carrying too much
and somehow also nothing at all
my head gets loud
but not in a way anyone else would hear
just the same thoughts
over and over
until i’m tired of listening
i tell myself to stop
like it’s that easy
like i can just turn it off
and be fine
but i’m still here
sitting with it
letting time pass
even when it feels slow
and maybe that counts for something
maybe staying
even when i don’t want to
is enough for now
i don’t have to fix everything
i don’t have to be okay
i just have to make it through
this moment
and then the next
and the next
and the next
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