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.