I know life is burdensome right now, you’re in a pit again.
Did you dig it yourself this time?
Did you find that plot in the cemetery near the woods;
the one with pretty wildflowers who do as the they please.
Climb out that grave,
don’t dust yourself off.
The fresh soil contours your scars. They look pretty on you.
Every one a reminder of every battle fought until there was no blood sweat or tears left to shed. Every hardship you laid awake at night, unsure of how you’ll overcome
every instance of trauma that once caused you to hide under covers in hope that the monster couldn’t find you there.
You are greater than one regrettable moment
In which the voice inside your head persuaded you, that you don’t deserve
To believe in wishes made on stars and
Love that makes your heart feel as though it might break out of the prison of your chest,
throwing itself into waiting arms
a lovely someone who promises to catch you when you fall.
Even though they don’t know how much you weigh and from how far you’d be falling.
You’ve convinced yourself that you don’t deserve
The peace that comes after the war has been fought
You only know how to fight.
But who are you to tell yourself you are so unworthy?
Who are you to stand in your own way, barring you
from savoring the legacy you have begun to frame
Every time your universe was dismantled and your stars died out
Like the goddess that you are, you reconstructed
Each new universe more beautiful than the last
Radiating its own luminous unwavering light
You alone have given life to your dreams
working with only the dust of the stars you’ve wished on.
you have chosen life, you choose to create
realities that are ethereal and holy
With the life you have been given
No matter how many times you’ve begged to give it back.
you can see the bruises on your knees like strawberries.
You are no simple organism existing for one purpose
You dictate your purpose.
You don’t exist
for the pleasure
or at the leisure
Remember who you are, no man can define you
Remember who you are, no world can hold you
Your value cannot be quantified.
It is everlasting and exquisite.
Remember who you are
Every time you dig that grave, remember
that you are so high above this that no simple concept can confine you
You formidable force to be reckoned with
You can run the world
And the world should be afraid.