Heavy Days

Some days feel heavy, like clouds in your chest, You carry the weight while the world’s at its rest. Your smile feels distant, your colors all fade, But even in shadow, your light isn’t laid. You don’t have to run, you don’t have to be strong, It’s okay if the night feels painfully long. Every tear is a language your heart tries to speak, Every breath is a promise: you’re not truly weak. Hold on, my dear, you are more than this pain, More than the nights that fall like rain. You are a story still learning to shine, A heart that’s healing, a soul divine. Hold on, my dear, you’re not alone— Every heartbeat says: stand on my own.. If your mind tells you lies in the dark of the room, Remember: even seeds grow in silence and gloom. You don’t have to see it to know it is true— The world is still waiting, is waiting for you. There’s a future still waiting, unseen but so near, With rooms full of laughter and days without fear. Step by small step, you’re learning to stay, Even storms know the secret: they all pass away. Hold on, my dear, you are more than this pain, More than the nights that fall like rain. You are a story still learning to shine, A heart that’s healing, a soul divine. Hold on, my dear, you’re not alone— Every heartbeat says: stand on my own.