CONFUSED!!!!
Everything is loud tonight.Not the kind of loud you hear
the kind that spins
inside your chest
like a room that forgot where the door is.
Books blur.
Thoughts scatter.
Even breathing feels like work
you didn’t apply for.
And you keep asking,
why is everything falling at once?
But maybe
nothing is falling.
Maybe you are just tired
from holding too much
for too long
with hands that were never meant
to carry the whole world.
Listen…
The sky does not apologise
for being dark before morning.
Waves do not feel ashamed
for crashing before they calm.
So why should you
feel weak
for being human
in a season that hurts?
You are not broken.
Just bent by weight.
Not finished.
Just paused between storms.
And even now
with tears sitting quietly
behind your eyes
there is still a small, stubborn light in you
refusing to go out.
I see it.
Even if you don’t.
So rest here for a moment.
Let the world spin without you.
Morning will come
whether you are ready or not…
and when it does,
we will stand again
not perfectly,
not strongly,
but still here.
And sometimes,
still here
is the bravest victory of all.
Poetry by Ogundu Christabel oluebube (Chrisie)
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Written on 2026-02-14 at 09:52
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