There is something incredibly beautiful about a woman, who knows herself, she can't break, she just falls but in every fall she rises, past who she was before.
We all have scars. If we embrace them and choose to learn from them, they will make our lives more interesting, and they will gift us with deeper perception.
A Dream is not a Dream if you let go of it that easily. Each day I feed in more Stubborness and Grit to it. Because calling it quits will always be an option!
Itβs amazing how something beautiful can suddenly change the way you feel, how it can comfort you and heal you and give you peace.
It was like being able to breathe again, as though he has forgotten how. It was like being able to believe that light still exists, and because it does, maybe he could still believe in hope. Maybe he could still find a way.
When darkness peeps, Daunting thoughts creeps, Loneliness strangles, 'Him' I seek, My vision goes bleak, My voice squeaks, The thoughts of my dream, A love, a hug, a kiss, a whisper, a song, a compliment, I am entangled. Slowly opening the knots... Saying it will be just fine. I close by eyes. Next darkness to sing the same rhyme.