Dear boy,
Did anyone tell you that you didn't have to be the best?
Dear girl,
Did anyone ever say that you were allowed to be alone?
Dear man,
Did anyone ever permit you to cry?
Dear woman,
Did anyone ever promise you that you were worth it?
Dear child,
Did anyone ever remember how to be patient with your eyes?
No?
Well may I be the one to change that?
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Healing
PoetryShe's not okay, but writing it down helps. - Part I: It's time to rip off the band-aid. Poems: slam, traditional, free-verse. The first twenty are not up to par with the others, but this is an ongoing journey so I feel the need to include them...
