Moment

Moment

It hurts to see yourself.

In that moment, I’m not the me I know

All the doubt and worries that builds and builds.

The endless fear, I can’t control.

The part of me which isn’t that good.

The anger and the hate which is waiting to be let free.

The tears spill without warning.

As if a wildfire has taken over.

Exhaustion and heaviness that will come latter.

When I hold your hand and wrap you in my arms.

The worry, the fear, the anger… fade into the mist.

I know those emotions are part of me, but not all of me.

I know, I will go through all the pain and worries again, for those moments with you, means the world to me.