In my little nook, I hide,

Wait for grim days to go by,

Sip some tea, wait for star shine,

_Anything_ to clear my mind.

Halting what dares to interrupt,

Words, now refurbished, now corrupt,

Wonderous promises, torn up,

I wash down with sips from my cup.

With each tick of my clock, I hide in comfort,

Relish in solitude until l'm not hurt,

Wait for my hope to resurrect from the dirt,

As the magic of my safe space does its work,

When the work concludes, I’ll emerge,

The want to try again has surged,

Dismantled words, I won’t let purge,

The motivation found through search.

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Hi guys!! ✨

My bad for not writing the past couple of days; the prompts got a bit boring, but I had to write something for today, since today’s my 150th day in my streak!!

And this might be different from the prompt, but oh well.

Today’s offering is: take a calming break from things from as long as it takes for you to regain hope and motivation! Stick to what gives you comfort to help you feel better! 🫶🏾