Towards Light

Someday, you would find respite from the hurricane raging in your head, in your heart. 
Someday your mornings would have a truly tranquil start.
Someday even not-so-funny jokes would make you laugh out loud.
Eyes sparkling with joy profound. 
Someday, the tea you sip would really feel warm down your throat. 
Someday you would be done waiting on a happier note.
Someday your little pastimes would fill you up with bliss. 
Someday you would no longer gaze at the abyss.
Someday, the tasks on your 'to-do list' still left unticked,
Wouldn't get you freaked.
Someday you would actually dare to dance in the rain, 
Taking toddler steps towards living again. 
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Someday,
You would stop being hard on yourself and embrace the coarseness of your skin, 
The bulge on your waist, 
The thinning of your hair.
The anxiousness in your air.
Of course you would care for yourself then.
But without being critical time and again. 

Someday,
The cake you so baked with love might turn out to be cracked. 
That doesn't infer, in your abilities you ever lacked. 
Bask in your own imperfections for today,
While trying to get better tomorrow.
Life is too short to be dwelled in sorrow. 

Someday,
You would be okay
To live with your knots and mess, 
Without the need to untangle or tidy up at once. 
Although you would eventually, but at your own pace.

Why loathe yourself to gratify a world 
That is forever a cynic? 
Where sowing self-doubt is profitable,
The idea of perfectionism is just a gimmick.

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