More Than OK

i think im okay ,

but even when im not

i have to remind myself

that i’m not dead

i’m not dead.

i have loved

and i have fell

i’ve been caught on the edge an unknowing shell of who i’d become soon after

and it’s funny because the pain feels so real

until it passes.

i have hands to hold

and people who check in

and it doesn’t make the pain go away by any means

that’s not something i can control but

it loosens every knot that seemed so tight

and gives a reason for life

because loving people seems to be the only thing i know that keeps up going

loving who we love because they love us

we’re just growing

and i wish that we were seeds that knew exactly how we’d bloom

but being open to such newness

is all that we can really do.