Just keep swimming
Because the world will not pause, nor rest for your weary heart. People will not stop, and look at the hole in your chest Unless its at your death bed. I never had a second, a minute, an hour to think to hold myself to hesitate, step out and breathe. Life keeps on moving From 9 to 5s Revisions and requests Demands and expectations. I never get to reflect, to feel and deflect, take moments for a thought to process, and to bolt. I never get to have some respite to fully, truly, rest. Despite being worn out and dried, the only choice is to thrive. So when I am tired, and my heart is heavy, The world still tells me to drive a little bit more steady.
