Remember one day your bed will no longer be your only home.
Remember one day you will love yourself completely, without bounds
or regrets, radically and with everything you have,
and yourself will love you back just as equally.
Remember one day you will stop wanting to crawl back into the womb
and start wanting to climb out into the belly of life,
as new and quiet as the day you were birthed.
Remember one day your spine will no longer be the only tool
that holds you up, but your entire mind as well.
Remember one day your fingertips will know what it feels like
to want to hold on instead of letting go,
your rock bottom will eventually bottom out and give way
to solid ground beneath; remember one day
you will stop feeling like a coward for struggling
to even breathe while everyone else takes gulps of air.
Remember one day you will no longer feel like an echo,
but more like a siren that sings loud and clear,
no longer feel like a gun is always pressed to your head,
but like a bullet that knows exactly where to aim.
Remember one day not every day
will be the worst day.