Listen to the wind

I shouldn’t have had coffee.

It’s day three of this tiredness in my chest, it turns into a tree branch, ready to snap in the wind.

I only bought this coffee to feel like a person, the person I’d felt like years ago.

I should have had a nap. Now my hands are shaking and it’s time to get ready for work.

I’ve been dancing in and out of people’s arms, and I just want to be held a little longer.

Maybe I should forget about the time for a second, close my eyes, maybe I need to cry.

Maybe I need someone to ask me if I’m okay and maybe this time I need to say, “I don’t think I am right now.”

I need the world to be gentle, I need the sky to whisper, I need the people to take a day off, put the car in park, turn off the ignition, lay back the seat, rest in the middle of the highway as the wind blows.

I need us all to listen to the wind.