So wake up run your lips across your fingers till you find. Some scent of yourself that you can hold up high. To remind yourself that you didn't die. On a day that was so crappy whole and happy you're alive. You're in the bathroom carving holiday designs into yourself. Hoping noone will find you but they found you. And they took you. And you somehow survived. So wake up and if the holidays don't hollow out your eyes. Then press yourself against whatever. You find to be beautiful and trembling with life. Because I'm so happy you didn't die