I write for the days when the beating heart within my chest feels ripped apart. For the days when my readily accessible tears fail me (it wouldnt be the first thing to fail me).
I write for the days when my mind spins tales on purpose which perpetuate me as the villain- it is my mind but i have no control over it.
I write for the days when rejection and heartbreak; betrayal and sadness all morph into one and spring on me at once.
I write to remind myself, I am not alone. I have my words, I have my Lord. I have been failed before and I rose and wrote words.
So I write these words and save them, for the rainy day that I would need them.
This is beautiful!
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Thank you very much 💕
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Oh my friend! Poignant! <3!
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awww thank you very much Joy
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“I have my words. I have my Lord.”
These are enough to pull us out of any darkness.
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absolutely! Thank you
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Beautiful! I haven’t been writing much lately but trying to get back into it 🙂
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thank you very much Nashrah. that makes two us. glad to see your post today 😄
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How is everything at your end?
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Beautiful words…can feel them.
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thank you very much Rajaneesh. i’m glad you could connect with them
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This is so beautiful. There’s a certain vigor about this that makes it so energetic despite the dark days you talk about.
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Writing is indeed an escape zone in which you feel infinite and in which you feel like you can do anything with just a mix of simple words! Xx ❤
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Absolutely! Its gives a superpower kind of feeling 😄
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