
You’ve heard of self-care,
but what is it even?
Been told it’s a crime to take time for yourself,
committing treason
you heathen
against the church of capitalism.
No,
bleeding soul,
rise and claim what you own,
your body, your mind, your energy your throne.
Child, you’ve been told lies about productivity and success
that it only comes from raw exhaustion
never taking any rest!
Cocoon those lies,
wrap them in true realizations
that you are a person of great worth and
celebration.
Burst forth butterfly,
in all your glory,
did I mention
you’re worth it,
your worthy,
you
are
holy.
Your time is yours and creativity is your guide
to meet the needs of all those you provide--
for I know how much you have loved,
others.
Mended their hearts.
I know you have obligations
to care for their parts,
but first recognize the beating heart
in your own chest
because without it vitality
your acts with be
breathless.
Breathe.
Bring in the care you deserve.
Honour your needs,
that inner voice always left unheard.
Speak sweet sentiments,
cuddle the child inside,
the one that did not receive
the love you now provide.
Hold your heart,
go within,
love yourself for the transformation to begin,
for this is your greatest act of
rebellion.
About the Creator
Amanda Mertz
A soul exploring the valleys and peaks of life. Poetry, speaking, mountain life.



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