2 Weeks No Pills

Two weeks without the medicine  

And the days feel uneven

But not impossible 

There’s a steadiness trying  

To find its way back to me

Quiet as a heartbeat  

I’m finally learning to hear

My mind keeps sprinting  

Even when my body begs  

For stillness  

It’s the old trio 

Anxiety tapping the walls

Depression dimming the room 

Insomnia whispering

Stay awake

Stay awake 

But even in the rush

Something softer rises

A breath that lands right

A thought that doesn’t sting

A moment where I remember  

I’ve made it through worse nights  

Than this one

Hope doesn’t shout

It hums

It waits in the doorway  

Until I’m ready  

To let it in 

And maybe tomorrow  

I take what steadies me

What helps me sleep

What keeps the shadows  

From stretching too far 

Not out of defeat 

But out of care  

A promise to myself  

That I deserve the kind of life  

Where I can rest 

Two weeks no pills

And somehow  

I’m still moving forward

Slow

Yes 

But toward a version of me  

That believes  

Better days are possible.