Just Mend.

sometimes 

nothing is better for you than 

a good cry, 

a deep breath, and 

a long sleep. 

You can conquer the world

tomorrow, dear heart. 

Tonight, 

let yourself sit in what you 

feel. 

Cover yourself 

in the safety of 

a warm blanket. 

Close your eyes against 

soft candle light. 

Let what is suffocating within you

out. 

Acknowledge the cracks, 

the paper thin emotions, 

and what is bent but not broken. 

Pour out your grief 

open your palms skyward, 

giving up your troubles to 

One 

that is greater than you. 

Then set your head at rest on 

a pillow of dreams 

and know that you are loved. 

Tomorrow 

is new and 

ready for you 

when you get there. 

But tonight, 

just mend.