Don’t Rush the Healing

You’ve been countin’ the days like they’re supposed to fix it,

Watchin’ the clock, wishin’ for quickness.

But some things can’t be timed or planned,

Like pickin’ up pieces with shaky hands.

You’ve been blamin’ yourself for movin’ slow,

Thinkin’ you should be better by now, I know.

But wounds don’t read a calendar’s page—

They heal in their own quiet way.

Don’t rush the healing, let it take time,

It’s okay if your heart’s not in line.

You don’t have to fake a brighter day,

Just breathe, just stay.

You’re not fallin’ behind, you’re learnin’ to grow,

One broken piece at a time, real slow.

It’s not weakness — it’s feelin’.

So don’t rush the healing.

You’ve been lookin’ around at everyone else,

Comparin’ your steps to somebody’s wealth.

But their sunshine don’t make your rain wrong—

You’ve been strong just for holdin’ on.

So cry when you need, rest when it hurts,

Laugh when you can, let go of the worst.

You ain’t meant to sprint through the ache—

You’re allowed to take your breaks.

Don’t rush the healing, let it take time,

It’s okay if your heart’s not in line.

You don’t have to fake a brighter day,

Just breathe, just stay.

You’re not fallin’ behind, you’re learnin’ to grow,

One broken piece at a time, real slow.

It’s not weakness — it’s feelin’.

So don’t rush the healing.

Some days will slip, some nights will sting,

But every sunrise is still something.

Give yourself what you’d give a friend—

A little grace, again and again.

Don’t rush the healing, let it unfold,

You’re doin’ better than you’ve been told.

You don’t need to sprint to feel alive—

Just one small breath, one step at a time.

You’re not lost — you’re just relearnin’ feelin’…

So don’t rush the healing.

No, don’t rush…

The healing.