Letters to Myself

Hey you, With the scraped-up knees. Chasing stars through broken trees. Did you know the world would bend? Did you know the pain would mend? You hold the sky in your hands. Even when it turns to sand. Letters to myself, folded in time. Words I couldn't say, now they're mine. Hey, future me, do you remember? The nights that burned like an ember. Hey me, With the tired eyes. Did you lose your way or find the prize? Are the scars you wear like maps? Or just lines that time unwraps? You built a fire out of rain. Turned your loss into gain. Letters to myself, written in tears. Sent through the years, chasing fears. Hey, younger me, hold on tight. The dark won't always steal the light.