So I can reach the other side.
Anesu Chiwiro
I wrote this when life was throwing punches at me. It was a difficult season for me. The greater part of me wanted to sleep forever. Many days I hoped to go to bed and see a light on the other side of life. I couldn’t find a job. The one I had was taking a toll on me. But I survived. Writing that held me. I confided in ink. It saved me.
So I can reach the other side.
hope, pull me back into reality so I can finish the day.
faith, help me see
and believe in everything beautiful the things I’m slowly shutting down,
and beginning to perceive as unworthy.
my mind is flooded with questions:
why does it never end?
to the wind
please blow a whisper to my soul.
tell me you’ve traveled through worse and still arrived here, beautiful.
tell me you still believe
you will settle in a better place.
my soul is troubled. why does it never end?
to the sun and moon
please assure me there is a season for everything.
the sun dies down
so the moon can gleam
and even in that, it’s beautiful.
in both their moments, they offer light, guiding us through,
giving our eyes somewhere to land.
whisper to me gently
so i can reach the other side because i am slowly drowning