I wake to the hush before the light,
Coffee dreaming on the stove,
Shoes waiting by the door like questions.
I stretch my thoughts, line them up,
Fold yesterday and set it aside.
I breathe once, slow and deliberate,
And prepare my heart for motion.
The mirror listens without judgment,
The clock taps its patient drum.
I gather keys, hopes, and quiet courage,
Ready to step into the open hours.
Thank you for reading, liking, and commenting to my posts. It is very appreciated.
I am currently raising money to pay for ongoing psychotherapy. I am a survivor of complex trauma, I have dissociative identity disorder, and complex PTSD. Therapy can be very expensive.
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Don’t feel you have to, there is no pressure, but I’m grateful for any donations that are received.
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