The Forest in My Chest

There’s a forest in my chest,

growing brighter with every breath I take.

Each heartbeat plants another seed

dreams sprouting in places I once thought barren.

Sunlight filters through the canopy of my thoughts,

warming the paths I used to walk in fear.

The wind hums with laughter,

reminding me that growth can sound like joy.

I’ve learned that even storms bring rain to help me bloom.

Now, every leaf whispers a promise

I am still growing, still reaching,

and there’s beauty in every root I’ve laid down.