This Forest Within Me

Photo by Degleex Ganzorig on Unsplash

My emotions are like a forest—
not the tidy kind 
with marked trails,
but the kind that grows wild and unkempt,
holding its secrets tightly within;

some mornings, it is full of light,
when darkness slowly lifts
to reveal possibilities,
quiet and bright;

other days,
the trees huddle close together,
while the air is heavy,
and every step feels uncertain;

but still, things grow here—
moss over old wounds,
small flowers 
where the sun finds its way in;

underneath it all
the roots hold everything together—
deep, patient, alive. 

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I’m not always like the sea. Sometimes, I’m a forest.

Jo xo