• The day is almost over
    I crawl into bed
    Pulling the down comforter
    Almost over my head

    Soft flannel sheets surround me
    Caressing my skin
    My eyes gently close
    As sleep begins to set in

    My bedroom is my sanctuary
    With the things I love inside
    Books, music, candles, art
    I’ve laughed in this room, and I’ve cried

    But I wake to a new day
    And baby steps I will take
    Trying to only look forward
    Not back to each mistake

    So I bathe in cinnamon bubbles
    Dressing for the day’s start
    Hoping today no bruises will be added
    To my slowly healing heart