wednedays at 4pm

I’m just going to put this poem right here and not say anything about it. Thanks for reading.

I completely fell apart.
(But you got through).
I knew what to do
yet couldn’t do it.
(But you got through).
I couldn’t stop crying.
I couldn’t stop doing nothing.
(But you got through).
I wanted it to be over,
one way or another.
(But here you are).

*conversations with my therapist
**what success looks like

–the violet zoo