Say You Love Me

I lie in tangled sheets of doubt some nights

I question my own presence

Asking all these questions like

How did I even get here?

Often, I feel outside of my body

Is anything real at all?

Then, I see something as simple as the moon

And it’s light in the sky

I remember how the smallest things could make me feel alive,

And I still do feel that way sometimes

I have moments of passion and clarity, holiness, magic

I smile more and cry less

Even if only for a moment

But I realize I’m still there

Something is there

Maybe more hidden magic, 

And maybe things aren’t so tragic

And there’s some kind of refuge

Because maybe I’m the revolution that all those hearts refused💚