How’s your mind? Is it still holding onto every bad thing that happened? Your heart pounds against your ribcage. You’re almost positive it’s about to shatter. You hear the crunching and thumping and remember that Jesus takes away these things. He holds it all, so you try talking to him for the first time in a long time. You are restless and can’t even identify why. You hate springtime while everyone flaunts their summer ambitions. The sun makes you feel nauseated- like it’s shedding light on every open wound that winter hid so well. Your mind is racing towards something and you can’t place your finger on what. You carve out time to write it down and end up drawing pictures of your childhood home. Nostalgia has a way of greeting you in these moments. You crave nighttime and the relief it brings. How the stars create a map that only you can make sense of. You know exactly where it leads and wish to go there for a while. But for now you have one foot on this earth and even though you’re barely standing, you are very much present. Welcome back, stay awhile, you have a lot yet to accomplish- this is what I tell myself. This is the part where my soul pulls me towards something greater. This is the answer and fear creeps in. It lingers and stares and tempts your ribcage into breaking, but it doesn’t. It’s just your mind playing tricks on you. -AMT ©️