Poem: Bravery

I think it’s brave

I think it’s brave that you get up in the morning, even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest

I think it’s brave that you keep on living, even if you don’t know how to anymore

I think it’s brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day – that you’ve decided to fight again

I know there are days when you feel like giving up, but I think it’s brave that you never do