I ask myself, โAm I really worthy?โ and I never know the answer. Some days I feel like Iโm just pretending to be okay. Itโs exhausting carrying doubts no one else can see.
Don't know why Iโm feeling this way, it just hit out of nowhere.
One second I was fine, the next I just broke down. Sometimes your heart speaks before your mind can catch up....
a shared meal, a held hand, a name spoken gently. The salt air tasted of freedom, but the wind carried no voices. Now, adrift beneath a sky that knows no home, I wonder if I mistook the oceanโs pull for a promise, when all it ever offered was solitude dressed as song.
"Adrift Between Shores"
The sea called softly, and I answered not with a shout, but with silence. I set sail from the shore of familiar arms, where laughter once broke like waves at my feet. In pursuit of something vast, I let go of small joys