Into the Woods

A time when life was more serene,
A time where I did not need seen
A sense of self, a sense of peace
Stress finally starts to release

I feel nature, as it grounds me
The ferns, the creek, the trees around me
Is this self care? Or so they say
I'm still feeling kind of grey.

The creek, it crackles, as it flows
Untangling knots from all my woes
Does healing have to feel so empty?
Because my vices truly tempt me

I turn to nature, sometimes I run
To be alone, soak up the sun
But there's no shiny rays today
But it's self care, or so they say

Convince myself to take a seat,
This moment here, was such a treat
"Cherish this view" I tell myself
For I won't always have great health

I thought there would be more to this,
Instead it's numb in this abyss
This is self care, or so they say
Time to survive, at least today.

