You know that feeling?
When you’re just
waiting.
Waiting to get home, into your room, close the door, fall into bed,
and just let everything out that you kept in all day.
That feeling of both
relief and desperation.
Nothing is wrong. But nothing is right either.
And
you’re tired. Tired of everything, tired of nothing.
And you just want someone
to be there and tell you it’s okay.
But no one’s going to be there.
And you
know you have to be strong for yourself,
because because no one can fix you.
But you’re tired of waiting.
Tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and
everyone else.
Tired of being strong. And for once, you just want it to be
easy.
To be simple. To be helped. To be saved.
But you know you won’t be. But
you’re still hoping. And you’re still wishing.
And you’re still staying strong
and fighting, with tears in your eyes.
You’re fighting.
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Tanja Vetter |