The Water Falls

When I first told you I had a cork in my throat.

Like a

Bottle of soda that had been shaken

Letting the pressure build up

Watching the liquid

Bubble up to the top

Waiting

to be released.

But I let the words dripple out

Like drizzle on Sunday morning

And your face softened with concern.

Telling you I had the aqua funk

was one of the hardest things I have ever done for myself

But I am grateful.

Grateful for the strength

Grateful for the courage

that

I am strong enough

But sometimes

I feel small.

And

I finally realized

I am

NOT

alone.

And now you know.

Because when the dark thoughts come

I know that I can come to you

And

I know that you care

and

I know that you love me.

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