daily prompt · mental health · poem · poetry · recovery · travel

You are my headphones

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Life is loud.

It is the rumbling drum of people walking through,

the screeches of unrealized potential,

the incessant whispering of shoulds and coulds.

Life is messy.

It is the spilt milk of mistakes,

the crash of unexpected reality,

the splatter of insecurity that

follows us like an old friend.

Life is chaotic.

It’s unpredictable.

It’s vulnerable.

And yet,

at the end of the day

this is just noise.

I tune it out and

all I can see is

you.

Thank you

for being here, for

staying

even when it was hard.

Even when you didn’t have to.

Life is loud,

and messy

and chaotic

and noisy,

and you

are the headphones that help me through it.

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