self help

It is coming again,
I feel it peeping behind,
poking its head,
playing seek and hide.

Like a new color, i forgot i once had,
It is painting my courage,
i dont feel too bad!

Still thinking and weaving a net of assumptions,
still clasping my belly as if on contractions.
duration is shorter, its not very loud,
deep breaths quick i am taking,
why not, i feel very proud!

proud to still be here and not giving up,
proud i remembered to rest on my lap,
to cradle myself and kiss me again,
to love me forever
and enter the love chain.