I cannot describe it. One day, You wake up in your bed, Cozy and warm, And you get up not because you have to But because you want to. You get up Because whatever the day ahead throws at you, You wanna catch. You wake up And youβre not wishing you were dead. You wake up And the birds outside your window that drive you insane Donβt bother you with their songs. One morning, You open your eyes To sunshine streaming in And you realise, Youβre okay. Youβre safe. You survived the storm And youβre happy now. You made it, Even though you never thought you would, You did.
S.A.S.,Β And you get out of bed, go about your day and donβt realise until someone says βhow are you today?β And you realise, you donβt have to lie anymore. (via wnq-writers)















