cymbal crash chaos all-consuming
hurricane heartbeat
for my battered self to find a safe haven
In you
in warm 2 a.m. walks
across frozen campus
mugs of earl grey
steam against stars
coffee
as sunlight paints skyline
first draft poetry
recovery in rhythm
1 am phone calls of “It won’t always be like this”
the hand holding tightly to mine
When the weight of being
hangs heavy on my heart
unable to breathe
this sickness
feels like all I am
you are there
to promise
the storm won’t swallow me
completely
Thank you
for reminding me what I deserve
Thank you for being kind
even when I can’t be to myself
Thank you for listening
to stammered strings of syllables
Thank you for helping me stay
Author Bio:
Meghan O'Hern is a student at Bradley University where she studies English and Creative Writing. She is happiest when drinking coffee. She would like to thank Writehouse Ink for helping her stay.