So many stories that go untold…because people get afraid…they will be judged by the past/the people who are closest/sometimes have the harshest words…the things you choose to share…seem to be forgotten in the chaos…when the things of life get in the way…
If I could sleep…knowing I am loved…If I could rest knowing that I’m safe…when my thoughts are breaking my heart…when my heart feels like it’s barely beating…when things get rough…teach me to run to you…no more running away…trying to hide…
If you were to tell me that I am completely safe…nothing can touch me while I sleep…it would mean the world to me…if I could remember that I am your child…and that I matter to you immensely…
You have been my rock…when the world fell away…but lately it’s been tough to find peace…is it something that I did…you tell me that you love me…trying to hold back my tears…because society says if you cry you’re weak…but when I cry my eyes are opened…then my heart is secure…