Hard Things
Talking to you is hard.
That’s why I do it all the time.
When you pick me apart,
I know exactly what’s mine.
I can do hard things.
I open my arms,
I open my eyes,
I open my heart.
I can do hard things.
I take your hand,
I look into your eyes,
I let you break my heart.
Talking to you is hard.
That’s why I do it all the time.
When you pick me apart,
I know exactly what’s mine.
I can do hard things.
I turn back to you.
I return after falling.
I tell you the truth.
I can do hard things.
I can do hard things.
I can do hard things.
Talking to you is hard.
That’s why I do it all the time.
When you pick me apart,
I know exactly what’s mine.
I know what’s mine.
– Raederle Phoenix
Author, Artist, Triumphant Heart
July 26th 2026