That glow

                                     

you are not a bad person

but there were some things that

broke you. and sometimes a broken

spirit does things that even they,

themselves do not quite understand.

like hurt the ones they love the most.

like build walls. like pretend that

they do not care when inside they

are quietly weeping. i know.

you have seen the depths of some

terrible places. things that took

every ounce of peace from your body

and sacrificed it at the altar of

survival. but you have known soft 

breezes too. the ones that whispered

their silences into nape of your

neck and told you not let go.

there is still breath in your lungs

and a fire that's burning. hold on

to that glow. hold on.