words

words

this time they stayed.

this time they did not fade away as I dried my face

this time I can not forget.

the words you used to strangle me,

are now a part of me

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the pained body

the pained body

Every pain I’ve had I’m still holding onto, as if the pain were pleasure.

The familiarity of it must be what feels so good… the one thing that remains constant.

 

flowers

flowers

Just as a flower’s life…

       there are relationships that will bloom and there are others that will wither.

Just as the gardener tends her garden…

       there is a time to tend, a time to salvage, and a time to let go.

❤                                                                                                     

-following your purpose requires faith

-following your purpose requires faith

God is trying to do something through me and my life… I’m not sure what exactly though…

Others may tell me otherwise…

But how can you argue with a vision that was given to me from God???

Hypocrites…