…yes, -you-

…there’s this place that the mind travels to- where not many admit, and even more afraid to say-

where nothing makes sense, even the aspects that should-

where you feel beyond alienated, and hope is the word that flees from you, as faith travels alongside it-

so you feel abandoned by the God you watch others worship, and the souls that love you, you feel ashamed and unworthy of-

and you wonder if this is the moment you decide to end it all- the right here of the right now-

but as i stand in this exact place, in these vacant passing seconds; i beg any other soul in the same space to remain-

please, …remain.

minus the hope- low on faith- hell, even without it- because tomorrow is a day of the unknown- a day of restoration, of growth, of new beliefs-

a day where we can decide to draw the moon or pencil sketch the sun- to admire the rain, or dance carelessly in it- to go for the peach tea or the strawberry- the sweet sweet kind, sittin’ on ice-

it’s the unseen moments of possible hellos, and unimaginative smiles- a wind we’ve yet to feel- the stray we’ve yet to save, to feed-

so stay with me- push thru with me- because if God has unmet moments for us, we deserve to greet them- we deserve to choose the better route this time- to forgive and heal the deserving mind- and to learn to love the same soul we sit here wanting to end- because life hurts- i know that it does…

but stay with me-

please stay with me-

my mind’s on that peach tea- the sweet sweet kind- sittin’ on ice-

what about you?

yes, …

-you-

kb 🙏🏾❤️