Next Week

Memories linger, swirling in my mind,
Your shadow dances, hard to leave behind.
Still stuck replaying every sign,
But I promise, I'll be fine.

Next week, I hope I'm truly laughing,
Not just numb to what I’m feeling.
Next week, I hope I'm truly healing,
Not just waiting for the day I'm truly breathing.

I tried to drown it in neon light,
But shadows stay when it turns night.
Don’t worry ‘bout me, I’ll be alright,
Still finding how to set it right.

Next week, I hope I'm truly laughing,
Not just numb to what I’m feeling.
Next week, I hope I'm truly healing,
Not just waiting for the day I'm truly breathing.

Next week, I hope I'm somewhere dancing
With a laugh, no more overthinking
Next week, I hope I'm somewhere singing
With the haze, as my soul’s sinking

So I hope by next week, I’ve truly made it.
Finding peace in all that I’ve been facing.
I hope by next week, I’ve truly found it.
Letting go of doubts, no more hesitating