Remind me to breathe. For sometimes it escapes the confines of my mind. Then my lungs fail me, and the air isn’t as sweet as I remember. It squeezes my chest so tightly in its palms, draining my life away. And the pain is unbearable.
Remind me that this is only temporary and it’ll get well. That it’s just a passing phase and nothing is permanent. Tell me that it shouldn’t matter, that it’s okay to be sad. That in the morning it might still be raining but it’s what should make the day so beautiful.
Remind me that I matter. That my life holds some kind of value. Because I forget, I really do. I wallow in self pity and self disgust. I compare myself to others and hate myself for the mistakes I made. For the poor choices, the procastination and the temptations I was never able to overcome.
Remind me that you are here. That if I ever loose touch with this world, you’ll wake me up. That when I start slipping away into bliss, you’ll hold onto me. You’ll shake me back to the painful reality and tell me that’s it’s for a short while.
Remind me of the beauty of life and the freedom of positive thoughts. When we sang in the meadow, our voices so rough yet so great. Help me get away from the slavery of pain, hurt and inferiority.
Remind me to flourish and to Blossom. Not because I’m supposed to but because I was made to. Tell me that my future is star lit bright.
Remind me how to breathe again.