Reid@YWP

anxiety goes tick-tick-tick 

in the monochrome metronome of clockwork clicking 

yet the key keeps turning, turning, turning, 

'till creaking cogs are fit to crack 

Sometimes I go on walks in the rain. I don't bring an umbrella or rain coat. Sometimes, I don't even wear shoes. I like to feel the rain drops trickle down my hair. I like the splashes of rain on my skin.

I have come to realize that the most tender thing is not pain, but happiness. 

So random, so elusive, an intangible wisp in the void. 

I can't control how long it stays, before it 

one cheer for healing

two for those who helped her heal

and three cheers for self love