Lyric

I left my thoughts

On the kitchen floor

Coffee gone cold

Shoes by the door

I am resting in the wreckage

Let the dishes pile like snow

I am breathing through the backlash

Of a mind that moves too slow

I am safe inside this silence

Where I do not have to try

I am resting in the wreckage

Let the world pass by

Unread mails

Blinking on a screen

Head feels heavy

Heart in between

I am losing all the deadlines

Just to find my pulse again

Letting go of every checklist

Every “must” and every “when”

If I fall behind the others

That’s the price of staying true

I am clearing out the chaos

Making room for me and you

Curtains half closed

Afternoon haze

Window cracked open

Dust in the rays

I am learning how to listen

To the tremor in my chest

How it whispers “slow

Go softer”

How it begs me just to rest

I am trading rush for rhythm

Tiny steps and gentle pace

I am building back my body

Like a shelter

Like a place

Text from a friend

“Call when you can”

I type a heart

Delete

Then I stand

I am choosing smaller circles

But they hold me like a net

I am speaking in short sentences

“I’m not okay…not yet”

I am letting people see me

When my glow is out of view

I am healing in the open

Just by saying

“this is true”

Maybe strength is in the slowdown (Oh)

Maybe courage is to stay

When the mind keeps screaming “faster”

I step back and say “not today”

[soft break

Almost a whisper]

If all I did was breathe this evening

That’s enough

For me

Today