Friday, March 23, 2018

begun to believe that

I have begun to believe
that it is nearly impossible
to become happy
or serene
even as the sweetest sound
of a gentle sleep
without nightmares or terrors is found
in knowing you are loved and that you matter
never being scared for reasons that are foolish
and never being crushed to the ground
by the sorrow of being abandoned
because you care too much